Mu Ye watched the unconscious Tang Wulin, a glint flashing through his eyes. He knew full well that Tang Wulin's spiritual power far surpassed that of Soul Masters at his level, reaching an astonishing realm. Ordinary illusions probably would not even tickle the boy.
"If we're going to play, let's play big."
A crazed smile curled Mu Ye's lips.
“Since the Heart-Illusion Liquid can plunge you into a spiritual Abyss, I'll give you a hand and sink your body along with it.”
He grabbed Tang Wulin and darted straight out of the room to the edge of the deck. The night wind howled, and the waves slapping against the hull sounded especially clear in the stillness.
"Boy, whether you awaken or not depends on your own fortune."
Mu Ye stared at the ink-black Sea. Its unfathomable depths resembled the gaping maw of a giant beast, waiting for prey to throw itself into its jaws.
“With both your mind and body submerged in the Sea, you'll face pressure at two extremes. If you really can complete your second martial soul awakening in one go, that will prove you're a peerless genius, Tang Wulin! If not... that's only normal. After all, the odds are one in ten thousand.”
With that, he swung his arm sharply, hurling Tang Wulin like a cannonball into the turbulent Sea.
Splash!
A huge spray erupted, then quickly subsided, as though no one had ever fallen in.
The icy seawater of the Sea instantly swallowed Tang Wulin.
The instant his body touched the water, Tang Wulin's consciousness jolted. The heart-illusion liquid's effects erupted in full!
The pitch-black depths twisted and warped before his eyes. The seawater seemed to become thick blood, giving off a nauseating stench. Countless hideous faces emerged from the seabed, shrieking miserably as they battered