Chapter 339: Chapter 339: The Seas Turn to Mulberry Fields, Chu Sheng Transmigrated Again?

The Spiritless Sea Region, on an isolated island at its periphery.

Time was like a broken clock whose spring had been maliciously slowed, each tick striking the most frayed nerve in one’s heart.

Three hours. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Three whole hours had passed.

The sea breeze still carried that nauseating, salty stench, and the waves tirelessly crashed against the reefs, creating a monotonous and indifferent roar.

Besides that, there was nothing.

No miraculous survivor broke through the water’s surface, nor did the reassuring sight of an official Great Xia rescue team tear through the sky.

Shen Yixuan stood on the highest reef, his posture as straight and unyielding as a spear. But his eyes, once gentle as jade and always holding a hint of a smile, were now shot with crimson.

He stared at the abyssal sea that had devoured everything, his gaze terrifyingly vacant.

’Is this... the end?’

Reason told him it was time to leave.

As their captain, his responsibility wasn’t just to save people. It was to lead these seven remaining lively youths out of this godforsaken place, get them to the White Eagle Empire alive, and fulfill the mission they carried.

To have the entire team die here for someone who was almost certainly dead was foolish and irresponsible to the others.

He understood all of this.

But his feet felt as if they had taken root, completely immovable.

A profound sense of powerlessness and guilt coiled around his heart like a venomous snake, making every breath taste of blood.

"Captain."

From behind him, Qin Feng’s voice was a bit hoarse but exceptionally calm.

"Time’s up."

Those two words, like a hammer, shattered Shen Yixuan’s last shred of hope.

Nearby, Luo Qingyu bit her lip hard, her eyes red-rimmed. But she didn’t speak, nor did she impulsively try to go searching again as she had before.

She too understood that three hours was the absolute limit.

If they delayed any longer, heaven knew what other horrors might crawl out of this bizarre sea region.

Zhao Cheng refrained from his usual snide remarks this time. He simply organized his gear in silence. Although his eyes still held a trace of disdain for Gu Yuexi, he managed the rare feat of keeping his mouth shut in the oppressive atmosphere of life and death.

After all, no one wanted to be the one to set off their captain, who looked ready to explode at any moment.

Shen Yixuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the last trace of weakness in them had been forcibly suppressed. In its place was the decisiveness and ruthlessness befitting a captain.

"Move."

It was just one word, but it weighed a ton.

"Which way do we go?"

someone asked, looking out at the vast, boundless sea with a lost expression.

Here in the Spiritless Sea Region, compasses failed, the stars were in disarray, and even the sun was nowhere to be seen. It was impossible to tell north from south, east from west.

"By feel."

Shen Yixuan turned, his back to that stretch of sea, not sparing it another glance.

"The suppression from the rules of the Spiritless Sea Region has varying degrees of strength."

"Although the Qi Blood in our bodies is suppressed, that very suppression serves as the best guide."

He stretched out his hand, feeling the invisible pressure in the air.

"We head in the direction where the suppression is weaker."

"The weaker the suppression, the farther we are from the core region, and the closer we are to the exit."

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

’Of course!’

’Why didn’t we think of such a simple solution before?’

It was like searching for a heat source in the dark; just by doing the opposite, they could find their way out.

"Form up!"

"Qin Feng, can your Black Eagle still fly?"

"It can manage, but it can only carry two people."

"Good. Put the wounded and the weaker ones on it. The rest of us will build a raft and take turns propelling it with what little Qi Blood we have left. We’ll follow the Black Eagle!"

Once the decision was made, Shen Yixuan demonstrated incredible efficiency and decisiveness.

Soon, the group was packed and ready. With an air of tragic but resolute determination, they left the nameless, barren island and set off toward the unknown path to survival.

The sea wind whimpered, as if bidding farewell to the name left behind in the depths of the ocean.

...

「Meanwhile.」

In the deepest part of the Spiritless Sea Region, ten thousand meters below the surface.

Within the Mortal Domain.

There was no sea breeze here, no waves—only a deathly silence and a small mound of earth that radiated an ancient, weathered aura.

Gu Yuexi remained in the same position, standing before the broken stone grave marker. Her gaze was dazed, as if her soul had left her body for another dimension.

And behind this "Enlightened One," a most unreliable mosquito was up to the business of a "Tomb Raider Captain."

DIG! DIG!

Chu Sheng stuck his butt in the air, his six legs spinning like pinwheels as he frantically dug at the earth.

Suddenly, his claws hit something hard.

It didn’t feel like the wood of a coffin, nor did it have the cold touch of an urn.

Chu Sheng’s interest was piqued. He carefully cleared away the surrounding soil.

A palm-sized object, wrapped in a piece of cloth, lay quietly at the bottom of the pit.

"Bzzz? (That’s it?)"

Chu Sheng was a little disappointed.

He’d thought he might dig up some peerless divine weapon, or perhaps a miracle elixir that could bring back the dead.

He flew over and unwrapped the cloth, which had somehow avoided decay for who knows how many years...

Inside was a Jade Pendant.

The jade was smooth and warm, milky white in color, and emitted a soft luster even in the dimness of the pit.

Carved on it was... a spray of orchids?

’No, what the heck is this?’

’This Jade Pendant looks nice, I guess? But no matter how I look at it, it doesn’t seem like a Spiritual Artifact or anything.’

Chu Sheng hesitated for a moment, then extended a mosquito leg, inching it closer and closer until it touched the Jade Pendant.

Suddenly!

The very instant his limb made contact with the Jade Pendant.

BOOM—!!!

Chu Sheng’s consciousness was violently seized by an unseen hand and dragged instantly into a bottomless abyss!

His vision went black, and the world began to spin!

...

WHOOSH—

Wind.

A frigid wind, sharp as a knife and laced with shards of ice, slapped harshly against his face.

Cold!

This was Chu Sheng’s first sensation upon regaining consciousness.

He snapped his eyes open.

The scene before him left him completely dumbfounded.

It was no longer the pitch-black, silent depths of the sea, no longer that bizarre Mortal Domain.

At this very moment, he was standing atop a majestic and perilous mountain peak that pierced the clouds!

Below his feet was a roiling sea of clouds, and above his head were stars so close he could almost touch them.

Chu Sheng subconsciously tried to flap his wings.

But the next second, he froze.

He looked down at himself.

There were no wings, no six legs, and no proud proboscis.

In their place were a pair of long, strong human hands, a body clad in a white brocade robe, and a pair of cloud-stepping boots on his feet.

’Hu... human legs?’

’Did I transmigrate and reincarnate again?’

’I f*cking turned back into a human?!’

Chu Sheng was stunned, an overwhelming sense of absurdity washing over him.

Just then, the system’s cold, mechanical voice suddenly exploded in his mind:

[Warning! Warning! Host is currently within a deep Illusion Realm memory!]

[Extremely high risk of Spirit will erosion detected!]

[Emergency defense function pre-alert triggered to prevent Host’s self-cognition collapse!]

[Activate emergency defense function immediately? Activation will consume 10,000 Evolution Points and force an exit from the Illusion Realm!]