Seven days later, Huo Yuhao had fully adapted to simultaneously unleashing different Soul Skills from his three Martial Souls.
During this time, Huo Yuhao had fought the undead many times in the Undead Demiplane. Using three Martial Souls at once gave him more choices in battle.
As an Undead Knight fell, Huo Yuhao's days of training came to an end. Gazing at the black sun in the sky above the Undead Demiplane, he stretched.
"Heading out?" Elder Yi asked from within his Sea of Consciousness.
Huo Yuhao answered, "Yes, Elder Yi. I've adapted to using three Martial Souls at once, and I've rested long enough. It's time to head out."
"All right, then. Go ahead. Contact me through your Sea of Consciousness if anything comes up."
"All right, Elder Yi." With that, Huo Yuhao gathered his equipment, put it into the Bracelet, then opened the Gate of the Undead and walked out.
Huo Yuhao stepped out of the Gate of the Undead, and it closed and vanished. He still stood on the rocks by the sea. Although several days had passed, the sky here remained gray and hazy, and the sea breeze was as bone-piercing as ever, but none of that amounted to anything for Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao headed south along the coastline.
A month later, Huo Yuhao reached the first major city along his route, Vast Sea City.
During the preceding month of travel, Huo Yuhao had only occasionally encountered one or two scattered little fishing villages. These villages were sparsely populated, with no more than ten people each, and their inhabitants were all elderly people and children. The young and able-bodied had all left to earn a living elsewhere.
The people in these villages made their living by fishing, and their fishing boats were all old little