True Dragon Skeletal Remains

Beneath the dark, fathomless seawater, a deep trench wound through the uneven, rugged seafloor. The faint crimson glow seeping from it lent this ordinary trench several strokes of eerie, demonic color.

Scattered around the trench were Sea Yaksha wielding tridents, pacing back and forth on patrol.

As the Sea Yaksha Clan's main stronghold, Song Changsheng instinctively felt it could not be so simple. Activating his Illusion Breaking Eye to scan below, he indeed discovered a faint grid-like barrier.

This was an exceedingly powerful restriction.

Moreover, in the depths of the trench, he saw endless blood-colored specks of light steaming upward.

"Now that we've come this far, Fellow Daoist Ji should tell me what medicine you're really selling in that gourd, shouldn't you?" Song Changsheng said blandly.

Ji Shinian had shown an extraordinary interest in this place and had insisted on bringing him along. Song Changsheng absolutely did not believe that Ji Shinian knew none of the ins and outs of this place.

He guessed it was related to that abnormal red glow, though he did not know what it truly was.

Faced with Song Changsheng's question, Ji Shinian shrugged. "To be honest, I'm not particularly clear on it either. I merely heard some rumors circulating among the people.

"This sect mission happened to bring me here. Since I was already here, if I did not take a look, I fear I would not be able to cultivate in peace afterward.

"Cultivation cultivates the heart. If the heart cannot be still, how can one attain the immortal Dao of longevity? Wouldn't you say so, Fellow Daoist Zixu?"

"What you say is correct, Fellow Daoist. What is this rumor?"

Song Changsheng did not believe an ordinary rumor could create an obsession in a cultivator of Ji Shinian's standing. It had to be