By the Sunken Sea.
Ding Yi, shrouded in a wide black robe, silently appeared.
He gazed at the gold filling the skies and said nothing.
Suddenly, his expression sharpened as he glanced toward a distant corner.
A giant turtle surfaced amid the rustling waves, with three people standing atop its back.
The leader raised his head to look at the sky, seemingly calculating something. After a long while, he shook his head.
A young man and woman stood behind him.
As Ding Yi watched them, the young man looked back coldly as well.
Ding Yi tugged at the corner of his mouth and, without hesitation, dove beneath the water and vanished.
The young man frowned and said quietly to the middle-aged man before him, whose temples were flecked with white, "Father, quite a few people have their sights set on the Sunken Sea Secret Realm!"
Without turning his head, the middle-aged man said indifferently, "This secret realm has existed for over a thousand years. There are no walls that can keep the wind from passing through; naturally, others know of it. In the past, the Primal Devil Sect kept everyone else from laying a hand on it. Now that the Primal Devil Sect is gone, every rotten fish and shrimp wants a share of the soup. Do not overthink it. They are merely Golden Core Cultivators. Going in would only be seeking death."
"Then what about Xiao Lian and me?"
"You are different. I will protect you. If we can find the Spirit Shaping Holy Spring where Li Daneng once immersed himself, not only can your Spirit Roots be remolded and your advancement to the Nascent Soul Stage made easy, you may even comprehend the power of laws early during the Nascent Soul Stage in the future and set foot