Ye Chen barely managed to hear a transmission from the ancient emperor of the Yan Clan in his mind reminding him to be cautious of everything, heard Jiang Yao's soft cry, and then felt her tender hand he was holding torn away by a mysterious blood-red light. Next thing he knew, amidst dizziness and disorientation, Ye Chen found himself in a completely new world.
"I've arrived at the second level of the Undersea Divine Palace!"
Ye Chen looked at the jade slip in his hand, which contained the rules of the Undersea Divine Palace, and saw the symbol for the second out of the Thirty-Three levels light up.
"According to the jade slip, starting from the second level of the Undersea Divine Palace, the space of each level is as vast as one of the Thirty-Three continents of the Lower Realm, with lengths and widths exceeding hundreds of thousands of miles!"
