The two figures were like twin streaks of water, plunging diagonally straight into the depths of the vast Sea of Demonic Souls. Their speed could not be called fast, but it was still swifter than a beast sprinting at full tilt.
There could not possibly be any terrifying exotic beasts in the seawater. A probing distance of twenty or thirty zhang was already sufficient for the two of them.
Feeling the terrifying force assailing them grow ever stronger, Qin Fengming had no choice but to focus more of his attention on Si Rong.
At this moment, a solemn expression once again surfaced on Si Rong's face.
As the assailing force intensified, the faint azure glow formed by the talisman around her had already begun to twist and sway violently. Although it had not yet truly reached the point of being overwhelmed, it was clearly under tremendous suppression.
"It seems we have already descended seven or eight thousand zhang into the seawater. Even a Mahayana cultivator would surely find it difficult to go any deeper. Immortal Fairy, do you still intend to continue downward?"
Qin Fengming slowly halted and immediately transmitted his voice to Si Rong.
At this point, Qin Fengming was certain that if they went any deeper, the protective talisman might shatter. Even if it did not, it would surely be unable to hold out for much longer.
If Si Rong was willing to return to the surface now, that would naturally be the most suitable choice.
"You still haven't needed to bring out a talisman. Could it be that the cultivation method you practice truly allows you to withstand the assault of this terrifying force?"
Seeing that Qin Fengming still wore a calm expression, Si Rong's heart had long been in turmoil.
"Yes. I have two Profound Soul