Boon of Death

The pitch-black sea stretched out like ink,

The 'young man' sitting alone in a wooden boat appeared here once again. He would neither drift with the current toward some distant shore nor feel lost in the darkness. Instead, he felt as though he had come home.

The 'young man' was Yi Chen. He had once needed to reach some special state before he could come to this sea, but now it seemed to have become easier.

Perhaps it was because his battle with the Clown had given him unprecedented tempering and refinement. Perhaps it was because his deep memories had been liberated, along with his deeper understanding of death.

At present, he had merely rested between the coffins before arriving at the beach through consciousness descent. He pushed the wooden boat carved with the character 'Yi' into the sea, and quite a few fishing tools had appeared inside it as well.

After his battle with Yate, Yi Chen had gained a great deal of new insight after years of accumulation, but his body, more than fifty percent of which was missing, had grown even older. He had even begun to suffer from a degree of hair loss and gray hair.

He looked somewhere between forty and fifty years old and could no longer be called a "young man." However, his hanging black hair and long, well-defined muscular body still made him look relatively young.

His concepts had been stripped away, and even his consciousness was incomplete.

Yi Chen, riding in the wooden boat, still had only his upper body.

As he picked up the fishing rod, he also raised his Hand Blade and brought it down in a slash. His target was one of the corporeal dead following behind him. He cut off one of its fingers and used it