However, as Yun Long was swimming back, a storm suddenly blew up at sea, and a torrential downpour started out of nowhere!
"Dammit—" Yun Long couldn't help but curse. Why was he so unlucky?
Having a storm at sea was no joke; it was incredibly dangerous.
Even someone who was a good swimmer could drown in the sea.
Fortunately, Yun Long had undergone inhuman training and could withstand such a storm. But he couldn't swim back because the waves were too big, and trying to do so would mean courting death.
To conserve his energy, Yun Long could only let himself drift with the waves, waiting for the storm to pass.
But it wasn't long before he didn't know where the currents had taken him.
Just endless sea everywhere, everything was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
What if he accidentally drifted to the Pacific Ocean?
Thinking of this, Yun Long felt like crying.
God, I don't want to die yet...
...
As the sky grew brighter, Hao Yansen had been working almost all night.
