Azure Sea Dragon-Rising Pill

"My goodness... is this that undersea ruin?"

The instant Shi Jingtian's feet touched solid ground, he staggered and nearly fell flat. He hurriedly planted the Mountain Shaker Staff into the ground to steady himself, then widened his bell-sized eyes and looked around in utter shock.

They were already at the bottom of the Return Ruins Sea Trench. Thousands of zhang above their heads were layer upon layer of seawater, black as ink, as if the entire firmament were pressing down on them. Even though everyone present was a martial artist with no ordinary cultivation, they could still feel a terrifying water pressure coming from all directions, like countless invisible mountains squeezing their protective astral energy at every moment.

Murong Taxue's face turned a few shades paler. Beneath her plain white cloak, her body trembled faintly. Her injuries had yet to fully heal, and resisting the water pressure at the bottom of this deep sea was quite taxing. Lu Changsheng quietly moved half a step closer, and a wisp of gentle spiritual energy flowed from his palm, weaving a thin azure water curtain around her, helping her shed most of the pressure that could have crushed refined iron.

"What a magnificent undersea ruin..."

Lin Qingxuan lifted her head, gazing at the ancient city ahead whose outline had emerged beneath the dark gold pillar of light, and murmured to herself.

This was an undersea ruin that had lain silent for who knew how many tens of thousands of years.

As far as the eye could see, the city walls stretched on like rolling mountain ranges. The hundred-zhang-high walls had been built from some kind of dark azure boulder, each one the size of a house, their surfaces covered in holes and mottled marks eroded out by the seawater.

Upon the city walls,