"Gulp... rumble..."

His ears were also filled with seawater, which constantly rubbed against his eardrums, transmitting strange bubbling sounds into his ears.

He felt his body itching and couldn't help but struggle again; this time, he unexpectedly felt a sense of release—he had freed himself from the entanglement of those jellyfish-like nocturnal species!

"Splash—"

The jellyfish-like nocturnal species disintegrated, carrying some fragmented materials. Lin Yi quickly moved his hands, trying to return to the surface.

However, as he moved, he felt a bizarre sensation between the seawater and his limbs, like sandpaper scraping his skin.

He paused for a moment, suddenly realizing that the flesh on his body had been completely torn away by the jellyfish-like nocturnal species, leaving him only a skeleton.

He had no muscles, no blood vessels, no skin—just hand bones without palms, unable to move the water.

He flailed a few times, yet his body kept sinking.

The surrounding light grew dimmer, and the spotlight-like rays from the surface had very limited penetration.

Soon, only the dull sound of "gulp" remained in his ears, enveloped by complete darkness with nothing visible.

He tried to extend perception tentacles but found the area was void, all replaced by those jellyfish-like nocturnal species...

They circled around him like schools of fish, with mouths like snake heads clutching torn pieces of his flesh.

His flesh was precious, fused with ashes—not ordinary food.

In fantasy novels, at least it could be used to refine some elixir from sacred blood.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt it was wasted.

Such good stuff, better to consume oneself.

No, wait... What does it mean to eat oneself...

Devouring oneself, exploding?

Haha... that would be truly stupid...

Weird thoughts popped into his mind intermittently, suddenly forming the image of an Ouroboros—devouring oneself... destruction is rebirth...

This...

He seemed to have thought of some bizarre inspiration, but it flashed by, leaving no trace.

He recalled the "Life towards Death" World Tree artwork in the Art Building Hall—was it not just a simple art piece?

Many things emerged in his mind.

But none related to the black sea.

At this moment, consciously blocking everything about the black sea in his mind.

He couldn't see what was around; the perception tentacles lost spatial judgment.

The jellyfish-like nocturnal species disappeared, replaced by many finer, symbiont-like filamentous substances.

These began to adhere to his bone golden body like cotton wool, slowly sticking to his surface as a furry thin membrane.

"What is this...?"

Lin Yi sensed in surprise, attempting to remove this layer of fuzz, realizing once attached they seemed to grow on him, unable to be removed.

Just as he thought the filamentous substances would keep accumulating on him, a subtle sound rang in his ear.

"Crack..."

This sound was so subtle, yet so clear.

In the endless black seawater, it resounded like thunder.

"Crack..."

Lin Yi was horrified to discover this "crack, crack" sound of breaking came from him!

From his bone golden body!

At this moment, his bone golden body was being split by these filamentous substances!

"What?! Am I splitting apart?!"

Before he could feel much shock, the fine cracks spread across his bone golden body, covering his entire body in an instant like radiating cracks on glass!

"Crack, crack, crack...!"

As the cracks spread, the domino effect sounds filled his bones, a process so brief yet full of pain and eternity.

Finally, with a "boom!" his bone golden body shattered completely, disintegrating into countless pieces within the black ocean, slowly sinking to the depths surrounded by those fuzzy filamentous substances.

After the bone golden body broke, Lin Yi was stunned.

No body now, where was he?

With only a fragment of will left, could Boss still save him?

"What state am I in now?" He looked at "himself," but saw nothing, feeling like a mass of nihilistic will—just "existing" without any "trace of existence."

He was perplexed.

In this ocean of darkness where not even light reaches, even with a body, it would be invisible.

He lost spatial perception.

Darkness and tides wrapped everything, making him unable to see any traces on his watch, even muddling his perception of time.

He seemed unable to define time and space anymore.

"Could this... be the feeling of being exiled?"

"Young Master Tian..."

"Wei Sang..."

"Kuai Kuai..."

When feeling at a loss, he instinctively called out to his roommates internally, yet received no response.

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