As everyone knew, the return journey was always quicker the second time around. After a month and a half, Yang Yunhai finally arrived back at Sea God Island.
"Yun!" Upon seeing him, Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing immediately stopped their training and rushed over.
Yang Yunhai accepted both of them into his arms, giving each a gentle kiss before smiling. "You've worked hard."
"Not at all." Dugu Yan smiled.
Zhu Zhuqing's lips curved faintly. "Yun, I think I'll still need at least another month before breaking through rank 60."
"It's fine, I'll wait here with you for that month." Yang Yunhai chuckled. "This return trip took me and my uncle more than a month drifting at sea. A period of rest will be good. You two continue training. Tonight, we'll have a proper reunion."
"Mm." Both women nodded and returned to their practice.
"Disciple, everything taken care of?" Chrysanthemum Douluo turned his head.
"Yes, things went rather smoothly." Yang Yunhai replied with a smile.
By dusk, everyone regrouped and returned to their residence.
They ate and drank heartily, followed by a night of unrestrained passion—nothing more needed to be said. After so long away in the Sun Moon Empire, it was only natural to shower his wives with everything upon his return.
The next day, after escorting the women to their trial grounds, Yang Yunhai sought out Sea Horse Douluo to ask if he could enter the Furious Waves Abyss for training. The Furious Waves Abyss was the very place where Tang San had undergone the Sea God's third trial—Tide-Tempering Body Refinement. It was one of the rare zones where even sea soul beasts dared not tread.
"I advise you to abandon that thought. With your current cultivation, there's no way you can survive inside." Sea Horse Douluo's tone was grave.
The Abyss lay northwest of Sea God Island, not forbidden ground but perilous beyond measure. Towering waves crashed endlessly, undercurrents churned ceaselessly—too dangerous even for sea soul beasts, let alone soul masters.
"Senior, rest assured. Since I mentioned it, I naturally have confidence." Yang Yunhai smiled faintly. "Besides, I have my uncle watching over me. With his strength, even if something happens, he can save me immediately."
Sea Horse Douluo glanced at Ghost Douluo behind him. Seeing the old specter standing silently, he could only nod.
"The Furious Waves Abyss lies northwest of Sea God Island."
Bidding farewell, Yang Yunhai and Ghost Douluo flew to the appointed place.
Boom!
Waves roared and crashed, shaking the heavens.
Even Ghost Douluo's expression grew solemn as he looked upon the sight—jagged black reefs, waves smashing against the shore, each strike throwing up sprays over a hundred meters high. The sheer force was unimaginable.
"Xiao Hai, this place is far too dangerous," he couldn't help but say.
"Uncle, don't worry. I know my limits. These little waves won't bring me down." Yang Yunhai smiled.
'Since I've come to Sea God Island, if I don't make use of its resources to temper myself, wouldn't it be a waste?'
"I'll keep watch from the shore." Ghost Douluo, seeing Yunhai's determination, relented.
"Thank you, Uncle." Golden light flickered in Yang Yunhai's eyes as he surveyed the raging tides.
A crimson glow lit between his brows. "Light of Destruction!" A beam of crimson light laced with lightning tore through a massive wave, blasting it apart in a cloud of mist.
Through the haze, a massive gray pillar rose from the bay, its top shaped like a cross with five circular rings attached.
Yang Yunhai leapt forward, binding himself securely to it.
Boom!
A monstrous wave slammed against his chest.
"This is still not enough!" He lifted his gaze to the sky, lightning flashing within his eyes.
'The Sea God Island may not suit my fifth soul skill's cultivation, but it's perfect for drawing lightning!'
Mist from the waves fed into the heavens. Clouds thickened, rolling like an ocean overhead.
Crack—!
Bolts of lightning coiled within the clouds. In moments, the skies darkened for miles, broken only by violent arcs of light.
Wind howled. The sea raged higher still.
"Come!"
A thunderous bolt, thick as a barrel, split the heavens, turning night to day. The silver pillar and seawater beneath conducted perfectly.
The lightning surged through him. Instantly, arcs danced across his body, pouring pure lightning energy into his veins.
Yang Yunhai immediately activated the Seizing Heaven Technique, refining the rampant power into pure soul power that coursed through his meridians.
Again and again, bolts struck down.
Onshore, Ghost Douluo, seeing him unharmed, exhaled in relief and sat cross-legged to cultivate.
"What's happening over there?" On the peak of Sea God Mountain, soul masters pointed toward the unnatural vortex of clouds and lightning flashing incessantly over the Abyss.
In the God Realm, the Sea God—idly observing Dugu Yan's training through divine sense—felt the abnormal storm of lightning. His perception swept down.
"Lightning and life attributes together… such rare talent." He couldn't help but sigh. 'To endure destruction and recover through life force, cycling endlessly… it's almost like transcending a heavenly tribulation.'
But he shook his head—he already had a successor.
Within the Sea God Hall, Bo Saixi sensed the disturbance as well. Her Spiritual Power swept out, and in a flash, she vanished, reappearing above the Abyss.
Her eyes flickered with surprise as she looked upon Yang Yunhai braving lightning within the storm.
'Could this child also be a chosen heir of the gods?' She pondered briefly, then turned away.
"Return to your duties," her voice transmitted to the rushing Guardians.
"Yes, Lady Bo Saixi." They bowed and withdrew.
"Could this youngster be a soul beast in human form?" At the edge of the bay, Xiao Bai, the Devil Soul Great White Shark, peeked nervously. Thunder boomed, and she flinched, retreating quickly.
'If even Lady Bo Saixi does not intervene, why should I? And anyone who dares take lightning head-on… I'm not their match.'
Time slipped by. After an hour, Yang Yunhai unbound himself and flew back to shore, sitting cross-legged to recover.
By noon, after a quick meal, he returned to the tides for body refinement, this time without lightning. Instead, he focused on adapting his body to the morning's gains.
'Lightning cultivation is indeed fast—not only absorbing raw lightning energy but also forcing my body to draw on hidden reserves: my soul bones, and even the energy sealed within sacrificial rings. But the body must keep pace. Otherwise, it'll collapse under the strain.'
'With the tides tempering my body and the life force fueling my regeneration, I can accelerate this adaptation perfectly.'
He thought further.
'With Yan Zi's progress, she'll still need half a year to break through rank 70. During that time, she won't yet have the god-bestowed ring, so she must hunt her seventh soul ring. The Sky Azure Bull Python—bearing true dragon blood, with both water and lightning attributes—will be perfect for her.'
'After I help Zhu Zhuqing obtain her sixth ring and return, I'll continue training here until I'm ready to help Yan Zi hunt the bull python. Tang San took a year here, but with my body, I'll need only a few months. By then, I should be close to rank 80. And once I reach that level, Xue'er will have fully taken charge of the empire's affairs.'
'Then, it will be time to help her purge the empire's soul master factions and seize complete authority.'
With that, he closed his eyes, enduring the crashing waves while cycling the Seizing Heaven Technique.
Rip, heal. Tear, recover. Life flourished endlessly within his body, each cycle stronger than the last.
Time slipped quietly onward.
(End of Chapter)
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