(I caught a cold, so it took me a long while to finally get a chapter out.)
The seawater was icy cold, just as they had expected from outside. It contained a dense, frigid aura that was unafraid of a cultivator's protective spiritual light and could directly touch their physical body.
When the frigid aura reached him, even Qin Fengming could not help shivering.
The chill did not freeze him, but it carried a strange sensation that could make even the soul within his body feel cold as it invaded him.
However, the frigid aura did not grow any stronger as Qin Fengming's body rapidly sank downward.
Qin Fengming stopped in the seawater and did not rashly continue downward. Instead, incantations surged within him, activating both Profound Extreme Light and Spirit Devouring Netherflame.
"You don't need to test it. In this seawater, no cultivation art or secret technique can resist that cold. However, the cold doesn't grow stronger with depth, either. It merely rapidly consumes the soul energy within a cultivator's body. For cultivators entering the seawater, the greatest threat is still that aura that makes the soul grow frenzied. It isn't obvious here, but once you descend three hundred zhang, you'll sense it."
Seeing Qin Fengming halt in the seawater, Si Rong immediately transmitted her voice to him as she hurried over.
Although Si Rong had never gone deep into the Sea of Demonic Souls, she was not ignorant of it.
Qin Fengming nodded. He did not try any other methods and once more sank toward the depths of the seawater.
As his body descended, a strange aura suddenly assaulted him without warning. It contained not the slightest energy fluctuation, resembling a faint breeze that merely made him feel a gentle brush across his face.
But when this sensation