Chapter 141: Destined to Become Legend

Having already attained a certain level of intelligence, they began thinking rapidly in an instant.

They promptly split into two groups, one large and one small; the larger group, after a few calls, began fleeing this stretch of sea one after another.

The smaller group, however, let out furious cries filled with hatred and charged at the flood serpent—these were the close kin of the orcas whose lives had been taken in the earlier commotion.

Seeing this, Baichuan, who had originally only wanted to kill a few to fill his belly, did not wish to create too much killing at this moment.

But since the other side had already begun fighting for their lives, he would not be soft-hearted either; just as he had said, he was never any kind of good person.

If the other side had simply fled, he, already having enough food, would not have paid them much heed; but if they failed to recognize what was good for them and insisted on fighting him to the death, naturally he would not be overly polite either.

At this moment, the slaughter began.

The flood serpent's heavy, elongated body glided through the sea and cut through the waves at a speed far surpassing that of the orcas; the row of blade-sharp dorsal fins along its long body began constantly breaking the water's surface as it swam toward the orcas.

For a time, the sea surface kept churning into terrifying waves—these were created by the massive tail fin swinging ceaselessly underwater, each swing producing small pockets of vacuum.

The terrifying tail fin, the sharp claws, the massive powerful body—every movement of each brought tremendous commotion and caused tremendous damage; at the same time, the crackling of electric current kept going zizi—this was the hunt belonging to the deep-sea leviathan.

Just a few short minutes later, the commotion on the sea surface ceased, leaving behind only a blood-red sea as far as the eye could see, and a massive shadow feeding in the water.

That was the hungry flood serpent wolfing down its meal; one terrifying gulp after another carried far away, reaching the orca pods that had not yet fled far.

Perhaps after today, a consensus would spread among the orca pods: from this day forth, they were no longer the true rulers of the ocean.

Their era had ended; a true king of the deep sea had appeared in these waters.

It was a terrifying leviathan with a body fully thirty meters long, feeding on numerous species of whales; from now on, if they encountered it and wished to live, they should swiftly change course.

From today, their status as ocean rulers vanished; at most they could be called Banzhu!

But these were no longer Baichuan's concern; he had long since ceased to be an ordinary creature.

As Time continued to pass, he might yet become a legend.

Half an hour later, Baichuan, having finished feeding, began swimming once more; he was drawing ever closer to his destination.

As Time passed again, this time there were no further setbacks.

One week later, Baichuan finally arrived at the ocean containing that ability.

Then, it was time to dive.

Baichuan murmured inwardly.

He then plunged straight into the water; for a long stretch of Time henceforth, he would not surface.

Because finding a tiny creature in the vast ocean—even knowing roughly where it was located, having a general target—was still not that easy.

As he began diving, the scenery before his eyes changed again and again: from the start, with numerous marine creatures present, they gradually disappeared, until finally even the light grew dim.

Clearly he had already dived past two hundred meters, leaving the Yangguang Dai region; the surroundings slowly turned black, and the drop in temperature and rise in pressure followed close behind.

But a depth of merely two hundred meters was child's play for the current Baichuan; he continued diving at a speed that was not fast but extremely steady.

Soon, he once again reached a depth of one thousand meters; this was the final boundary of the Muguang Dai, the deepest point sunlight could penetrate, and also the maximum depth he had previously been able to dive to.

The atmospheric pressure here had already reached roughly 100, meaning that every square meter of Baichuan's body now had to bear nearly 1000 tons of weight.

Of course, that was the weight Baichuan would have to bear if he endured it with no other means whatsoever; but he had now evolved a diving structure similar to that of a sperm whale, so naturally he did not need to truly endure it like that.

During his continuous descent to this depth, his body was instinctively adjusting the pressure within itself, thereby matching the external pressure, so as not to have an imbalance between internal and external pressure and be forced to bear all the pressure head-on.

Baichuan did not hesitate; since his body felt no discomfort whatsoever, he swung his tail once more and kept diving.

Soon, he entered the Wuye Dai, also called the Shenhai Qu.

There was not a trace of sunlight here; looking around, everything was pitch-black, as though standing in the Xingkong.

Bioluminescent organisms were the only source of light here, and the temperature had dropped to a mere 4 degrees Celsius.

Silence, depth, darkness—these were the eternal themes of this place.

If one or two giant squids—commonly known as king squid—with their numerous tentacles waving about freely should occasionally appear, the scene would be all the more breathtakingly beautiful.

This place was a paradise belonging to leviathans.

And Baichuan finally dived all the way to the seabed of this ocean—a seafloor over 2300 meters deep.

At the same time, he felt that his dive had nearly reached its limit; fortunately, the target he sought was also nearby, so he needed to dive no further—or rather, there was no more depth to dive to.

"Volcano, scaly-foot gastropod—I hope this trip I can find them quickly."

Baichuan gazed at this pitch-black seabed and murmured to himself.

Even though his eyes could no longer see anything in this region, he still kept them open out of habit.

Letting out a breath, Baichuan also began slowly swimming; at the same time, considering that he had finally come all the way to such a deep seabed, he thought, why not take this opportunity to collect various deep-sea microorganism models as well.

Thinking of this, he directly released a large number of white Light Points from within his body and began slowly spreading them outward; instantly, the entire seabed, centered on Baichuan, slowly began to brighten, and within just a few breaths, an area three kilometers across was brightly lit, as bright as day, scaring away most of the bottom-dwelling fish.

At first, seeing this scene, Baichuan was completely stunned, staring blankly at those ugly fish swimming away because they had been startled by the suddenly bright light.

Only then did he recall that he truly was no longer an ordinary creature limited to using his body; in a sense, he had already half-stepped into the supernatural.

And as one who wielded the power of Light Points—even if only the most primitive Light Points—was it hard to achieve something as trivial as lighting up the seabed?

Not hard at all!

Upon discovering this fact, Baichuan was for a moment somewhat caught between laughter and tears; it seemed his mindset also needed to change gradually, after all he was no longer that little snake from before.

Shaking his head, since the surroundings had already lit up, it was time for him to begin his search.

Thinking of this, Baichuan no longer hesitated, and directly swung his tail fin and swam forward...

(End of this chapter)