The lake water was pitch-black and freezing. As they descended, icy currents appeared within it, darting wildly in every direction like razor blades. At the same time, the pressure rapidly increased. After penetrating only a thousand zhang, the four of them already felt a pressure like a mountain of ten thousand blades bearing down on them.
Qin Fengming waved his hand, and a mass of energy pulled Qingyu to his side, shielding her from the terrifying pressure. However, he did not make Qingyu withdraw her phantom Phoenix demonic flame.
Venerable Jie Mie and Immortal Fairy Leng Yan activated their arts, completely unafraid of the pressure here.
After descending another thousand-plus zhang, the terrifying pressure surprisingly stopped increasing. However, the lake water grew much colder. If a Profound Tier cultivator had been here, even one who cultivated a fire-attribute technique, he would certainly have been frozen solid.
Mahayana cultivators, however, had nothing to fear. Their divine abilities alone were enough to withstand it.
"The Soul energy here is several times denser than at the surface. It seems there must be an even richer reserve of Soul energy at the bottom of this lake." As they descended, Qingyu's voice rang in Qin Fengming's ear.
Qin Fengming nodded and immediately transmitted, "The Soul energy here already contains the aura of life. It seems that strange beast is guarding this place precisely because it values this unusual Soul energy."
Qin Fengming was far more sensitive to the aura of life than the other three, and he had already begun keeping watch over his surroundings. However, he sensed no aura of spiritual sense, so he was not overly concerned.
"There is an aura of the dead here. Be careful!" Venerable Jie Mie suddenly transmitted, having noticed an unusual aura.
The aura of the dead was