At the edge of the cliff stood three figures, before them stretched the boundless deep sea.
The water was ink-black, profoundly eerie, as if beneath its surface hid creatures that made one's heart flutter with dread.
Even a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm wouldn't dare venture alone into the deep sea so recklessly.
The deep sea harbored too many unknown creatures, and although in recent years, science had advanced rapidly and demon beasts had gradually decreased from the continent, no one could be sure whether more powerful demon beasts lurked within.
"It was about last week, I reckon." Li Yunchen held his pipe, a posture that reminded Li Xiaoyao of Jiang Lichun, who he hadn't contacted in a long time.
Li Yunchen tapped the pipe against the rocks below, took a couple of puffs, and continued, "Chengfeng and heads of several other powers took a boat to the secret realm waters."
