Time passed bit by bit.
Life on Sea God Island remained long and tedious.
The dark-red mist over the Blood Sea churned day and night, while the tides beneath the Silver-Sinking Pillars never ceased.
For everyone else, such days might have become ordinary.
But for those undergoing the trial, every moment was torment, a constant assault on the limits of their bodies.
Soon, the final month arrived.
That evening, the setting sun dyed the entire sea crimson.
The sea breeze was gentler than usual, carrying the faint chill unique to dusk.
Bibi Dong hung from the first Silver-Sinking Pillar, facing the sea.
Her breathing was much steadier than it had been months ago, and her body no longer trembled as violently as it had in the beginning.
The waves continued crashing against her front. Their force remained astonishing, but she could now maintain her stability beneath the impact.
Her fingers gripped the grooves in the Silver-Sinking Pillar, stronger and more composed than before.
Just as another tide surged toward her.
Bibi Dong's Head Spirit Bone suddenly erupted with a blinding light.
Immediately afterward, a faint cracking sound rang out within her mind.
The Head Spirit Bone that had accompanied her for many years finally gave way beneath the immense pressure of the past several months, splitting down the middle.
The crack rapidly spread, crawling across the entire Spirit Bone like a spiderweb.
Then, the Spirit Bone shattered into tiny fragments, scattering through her Spiritual Sea like broken glass.
Bibi Dong's vision abruptly darkened, but the darkness lasted only an instant.
The next moment, she found herself in a vast blue spiritual world.
This world was boundless. Beneath her feet lay calm water, while a deep-blue sky stretched overhead.
Her consciousness floated through the space, and she felt no pain at