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An extremely shrill scream was followed by the sound of something being chewed on. A large amount of blood oozed out of the deep sea demon octopus's mouth, staining the sea red.

After the abyssal magic octopus had eaten the two guards, it quickly sank to the bottom of the sea.

The huge dark figure was fumbling in the shallow sea when it suddenly felt the splashing sounds of water in the distance. It seemed as if something was flopping.

Immediately, excitement filled its fierce eyes. As if it had smelled an extremely powerful aura of blood, the eight tentacles began to rapidly tremble at the bottom of the sea as they quickly scurried away.

”Hualala …”

In order to save energy, Ling Yan did not throw away the thick branch in his hand.

His hands rested on the thick branches, his feet lightly bouncing up and down on the surface of the water. Water splashed in all directions as he moved forward at a uniform speed.

It had already been almost an hour. The moon was in the sky as it gradually tilted to the west. Ling Yan estimated that he had swam several kilometers.

The outpost would not be built far from the shore. Ling Yan thought that he would soon be able to see the outline of the land.

At this time, Ling Yan had already recovered most of his internal injuries by relying on his powerful recovery ability. As long as he didn't exercise vigorously for a short period of time, it would only take two hours before he fully recovered.

”Hualala …”

Ling Yan increased the rate at which his legs trembled, and the speed at which he swam instantly increased by 30%.

After a quarter-hour, Ling Yan's eyes lit up. With his good eyesight, he seemed to be able to see a vague black shadow three kilometers away.

The black shadow was unending, like a long dragon that couldn't be seen from both sides.

Hey, here we are!

Finally seeing Ling Yan on land, he became excited. Throwing away the thick branch in his hand, he dived into the sea. Using both his hands and feet to swim nimbly in the sea, he was like a dragon swimming in the sea.

Ling Yan, who had been rolling in the mud and water since he was young, was now swimming in the sea. It was as if he had found what he once felt, as if a fish had returned to the sea and regained its vigor.

There was still 2.5 kilometers left!