As Ye Wudao walked, he kept sensing that faint feeling and adjusting his direction.
He knew his soul light lay in that direction.
Though it was still far away, he was heading the right way.
After roughly another half month of walking, his surroundings changed again.
The seawater began to deepen.
At first, the water had only reached his knees, then his waist, then his chest.
Now, it had risen past his shoulders.
At this depth, the surrounding motes of light had changed as well.
Back in the shallows, most had been the size of a fist. Though bright, they had not been particularly dazzling.
But in the deep water, the motes were generally twice as large.
Some were even the size of millstones.
They shone with blinding radiance, suspended in the seawater like miniature suns.
Merely walking past them, Ye Wudao could feel the immense energy contained within.
In life, every one of their owners had been a supreme expert of the Immortal Realm.
Immortal Emperors, or even beings at the half-step Origin Realm.
Ye Wudao dared not approach these motes, giving them a wide berth instead.
His soul was not yet strong enough to withstand the onslaught of memories from motes of this caliber.
If he accidentally drew one to himself, his soul would burst outright.
Besides the changes in the motes, sea beasts had also become more numerous.
In the shallows, he had walked for half a month before encountering a single sea beast.
But in the deep water, he encountered one almost every three to five days.
These sea beasts came in all shapes.
Some resembled enormous fish, others giant snakes or immense octopuses, and some even looked like massive sea turtles without shells.
They were also growing stronger.
The thousand-foot fish he had first encountered