Jiang He floated for more than an hour at an altitude of 1000 meters. During this time, he changed two oxygen tanks, but he still did not find the two spiritual fish groups.
It might be in the deeper waters.
However, Jiang He did not dare to continue down.
The depth of 1000 meters could be said to be a dividing line.
Further down, commander-level Water Tribe familiars were everywhere, and there were even terrifying Overlord-level familiars.
The purple moon's combat power had been greatly reduced underwater, and Xi Yue was still unable to deal with commander-level familiars.
There was no need to take the risk.
I'll go back and replenish my stock. I'll continue feeding you tomorrow."
"Mingyue, let's go back!"
Jiang He was prepared to stop here for today.
Island 128.
The sun was setting, and the sunset glow of the Dragon Palace new world was quite magnificent, but the new students who were training had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery.
