"Gurgle...!"
The sound of boiling water reached Fang Li's ears alone, unheard by anyone else.
The pitch-black seawater was both icy and viscous, as though it could steal away the warmth of the human body and drag a person into hell, constantly radiating waves of despair and terror.
Within that boiling seawater, Fang Li dived downward with all his strength.
"Gurgle...!"
The water continued to churn.
Fang Li gritted his teeth and kept plunging downward as if exerting every ounce of strength in his body.
Though his speed was extremely slow, Fang Li was indeed advancing.
Though the pressure was immense, Fang Li was indeed gradually adapting to it.
But even so, Fang Li ultimately reached his limit.
"Urgh...!?"
At a certain moment, Fang Li finally lost all strength and could no longer withstand the overwhelming "buoyancy."
"Three thousand meters...!"
That was the depth Fang Li had reached, and also where his limit lay.
The next second, Fang Li's consciousness was blown away amid a familiar roar.
"—!"
On a luxurious bed, Fang Li suddenly opened his eyes.
"Huff... huff..."
His breathing gradually became ragged.
"Still no good today...?"
As if he had grown accustomed to it, Fang Li muttered regretfully while wiping the sweat from his face and getting out of bed.
After leaving the bed, Fang Li walked to the window and opened it.
The sight before him was scenery different from that of Roswaal Mansion in the past.
Fang Li was currently in an old-looking manor that radiated an atmosphere of grand majesty.
The distance from the manor's main gate to its entrance was considerable. There was not only a paved path, but neatly trimmed lawns on either side.
A fountain stood to the right of the main gate.
The stables where the Earth Dragons lived