Underneath the waters of Qing River, Jiang Wang stepped into the deep and secluded cave.
The flowing water stopped here.
Without any source of light in the cave, looking back towards the cave entrance, the water seemed to have taken on an iron color, imparting an unusually heavy feeling to the observer.
"What place is this?" Jiang Wang asked in the Tongtian Palace.
The voice of Jiang Yan was ethereal: "The water residence of Qing River has a long history. I only know that this is a secret place of the water residence, secluded enough to hide our presence and allow us to escape this calamity. But within the knowledge fragments of the Bone Respecting God, there are no more details; they might have been lost, or perhaps some clues are needed to connect the dots."
"I see."
Jiang Wang did not show any doubt as he moved forward in the pitch-black cave.
