"Divine Will is still too weak, can’t block so many arrow lights, and can’t kill so many Blade Fish at once."
This time, Ding Huan had killed at least thirty or forty of those fish with blades on their backs.
And because of Ding Huan’s slaughter, this part of the sea had gone mad.
All kinds of fish gathered.
When Ding Huan saw another hundred Blade Fish leaping out of the sea, the endless streams of arrow lights spraying towards him, he knew if he didn’t leave, he was as good as dead.
This wasn’t the shore. If it had been, he would have had plenty of options. Here, he only had a single log; if that got destroyed, he wouldn’t even have a place to stand.
Right now, these fish hadn’t thought of it, but if he lingered, these creatures would eventually consider gnawing on the log.
As soon as Ding Huan’s feet touched the log, the True Yuan under his feet surged wildly. The log split the water and darted off like an arrow off the string.
Hundreds more arrow lights shot at him. Ding Huan’s Starry Sky Blade kept slashing, but it still couldn’t block them all.
"Putt putt!" Arrows of light bombarded Ding Huan, continuously drawing Blood Arrows from his body.
Yet Ding Huan couldn’t stop, he even dared not be too distracted.
He had to concentrate all his energy on his feet, at least to break through the school of blade-carrying fish.
The Blade Fish were simply too terrifying.
Even with Ding Huan’s strong recovery abilities, as the number of arrows hitting him increased, he felt extremely weak.
If it weren’t for the large pack on his back that blocked some of the arrows, his injuries would have been even more severe.
Fortunately, Ding Huan’s strategy was correct. Despite his injuries, he finally broke out of the encirclement of these terrifying Fierce Fish.
At this moment, Ding Huan was completely lost, even though he tried to avoid vital areas, the excessive blood loss still made his head swim.
Ding Huan was very clear in his mind that if he passed out on the ocean, it would be equivalent to death.
Since he had lost direction anyway, Ding Huan kept frantically driving the log beneath his feet, charging forward.
Not until he saw a faintly discernible small reef island did Ding Huan care whether the island was dangerous or not. Without the slightest hesitation, he controlled the log to rush towards the islet.
Almost as soon as Ding Huan reached the edge of the island, he blacked out.
His last consciousness was of ruin; he hadn’t yet set foot on the island, but he just couldn’t hold on any longer.
Too much blood loss and severe injuries, plus the constant frantic activation of True Yuan. If he hadn’t merged with the healing gene, he would have been buried in the bellies of fish long ago.
But now, there wasn’t much difference. It was just a matter of sooner or later.
...
When Ding Huan opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a reef that had been washed by the sea untold times, the faint light coming in gave him a sense of utter tranquility.
If not for the sound of waves lapping against the rocks from outside, he would have thought everything before was just a dream.
Not dead?
Ding Huan sprang up.
The strong recovery gene allowed for his swift healing.
"You’re actually better?" A slightly hoarse female voice came, and Ding Huan saw a young woman in a hemp dress.
The woman’s hair was somewhat disheveled, and her face was covered by a gray cloth.
She had an excellent figure, slender yet not frail.
Her eyes were very bright, yet carried a faint melancholy. Her neck was covered in scars and even though her clothes concealed the rest of her body, Ding Huan could guess that this woman had endured great torment.
"You rescued me?"
As soon as Ding Huan spoke, he realized something was amiss. He widened his eyes and stared at the woman before him, "You’re not from Earth?"
Ding Huan quickly became certain, there was no need for him to ask; the woman before him was definitely not from Earth because she had just spoken in the Cangyu language.
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Cangyu writing and the Cangyu language are the common languages of the universe, except for planets like Earth that have not yet engaged in cosmic activities.
All planets engaged in cosmic activities use this language.
The woman’s eyes also widened. She had spoken Cangyu instinctively.
She had never thought that there would be someone on Earth who could understand Cangyu.
"Are you also from another planet?" The woman’s voice trembled, her eyes filled with longing and excitement.
Tens of billions of people lived on Earth, and even though the Fierce Beast era had greatly reduced the population, there were still tens of billions left.
Living on an Earth with so many people, she felt very lonely.
Because she was an outsider, a fugitive who, once captured, would be tortured for information.
Ding Huan calmed down and shook his head, "No, I am an Earthling. I have left Earth before, so I understand Cangyu writing."
Hearing that Ding Huan was still an Earth person, the excitement in the woman’s eyes faded a bit.
"Thank you for saving me. If it hadn’t been for you, I would have certainly been killed by the fish." Ding Huan thanked the woman very sincerely.
The woman shook her head, "I saw you passed out at the edge of this reef island and brought you back. In fact, we are still going to die, it’s just a matter of time. I didn’t touch your bag, it’s over there."
Ding Huan followed where her finger pointed and indeed saw his bag.
"My name is Ding Huan, what’s yours?" Ding Huan could tell that this woman wasn’t a gene cultivator, but she must have practiced Ancient Martial Arts or otherwise, she couldn’t have survived here.
"My name is Qi Xinyue," the woman replied.
"Why do you keep covering your face when there’s no one here?" Ding Huan was puzzled. What was there to hide on this desolate reef island?
Qi Xinyue hesitated for a moment and then pulled off her veil.
Ding Huan’s heart tightened as he looked at the woman before him.
What kind of face was this? Aside from her bright eyes, her entire face was riddled with cuts. Red scars crisscrossed her face like twisted centipedes.
Her features were delicately immaculate, convincing Ding Huan that before her injuries, she had been a beauty without equal.
"Who did this to you? Why did they do such a thing?" Ding Huan asked, filled with anger in his heart.
It wasn’t just because Qi Xinyue had saved him that he felt completely biased towards her.
Ding Huan had been through countless slaughters and seen countless people.
As soon as he saw Qi Xinyue, he knew she wasn’t a malicious person because he couldn’t sense even a hint of murderous aura from her.
She must have been hiding here to survive, and even then, upon encountering him, an uncertain factor, she still reached out to help.
"I came to Earth seven years ago, then they captured me..."
Qi Xinyue had only spoken one sentence, and Ding Huan was already looking at her in astonishment, "So you are from the alien spaceship that crashed on Earth seven years ago?"
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