Yang Yi left the Gale and walked across the sea, soon entering the Abundant Sea.
All kinds of incredibly tempting delicacies fell through the clouds overhead. Not far away, two Rotting Whales were biting and devouring each other, becoming intermingled until a victor emerged-or rather, until they became one.
While devouring each other, these Rotting Whales also ate the delicacies falling from the sky to replenish themselves. Each had more than one mouth.
Once the two merged into one, its size would far exceed their combined bulk.
Seeing this, and especially smelling and sensing that sweet, enticing aroma, Yang Yi could not help having his appetite stirred. Saliva spilled uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, and he licked his lips from time to time.
"I want to eat..."
The Maw of Gluttony spoke up then, followed by a rumbling stomach so loud it sounded like a landslide.
"Eat, my ass! Have some salt!"
Yang Yi fought back his appetite and did not let eating ruin things.
If he carelessly started eating, his exploration plan would go up in smoke.
Several bags of unprocessed sea salt were roughly stuffed into the Maw of Gluttony. Whenever it cried out, Yang Yi stuffed in several more, until the saltiness turned bitter and the Maw of Gluttony finally fell silent.
Deciding the location was suitable, Yang Yi looked around, then up into the sky, and rose straight into the air.
His goal this time was to find out exactly what was happening above the clouds, not to come here for a meal!
He swatted away every delicacy falling into his path with Broken Iron, charging straight toward the clouds without stopping.
About five minutes later.
For the first time, Yang Yi touched the clouds of the Abundant Sea. They felt like cotton