Around Yin Water Palace, disciples were scattered throughout the water like stars across a chessboard, patrolling with a strange object in their hands. It looked like a mirror.
Any living creature passing by would be reflected in it.
With the support of Yin Water Palace's cultivation art, this thing was practically a magical treasure for detecting enemies.
But even when Fang Che was right beside them, it failed to detect him.
Fang Che had even studied them for a while. If he wanted to rescue Yan Beihan and the others, he had to figure this out.
Otherwise, even if he found them, they might not be able to withstand the immense pressure at the bottom of the water or move freely.
He could disappear at any time, but what about Yan Beihan and the others?
That would only create an opportunity for the Spirit Snake Sect to capture Yan Beihan.
How could Fang Che take such a risk?
Most of the Yin Water Palace disciples patrolling outside—or rather, the Spirit Snake Sect members—were far weaker than Fang Che and Yan Beihan. How had these people managed to move so freely at such a depth?
Fang Che circled several low-cultivation Yin Water Palace disciples more than a dozen times.
He used the currents to probe their bodies, their hands, and even their mouths.
He found no Water Aversion Pearls, Water Aversion Jades, or anything similar.
Could it truly be a matter of talent? Fang Che absolutely refused to believe that such a talent existed in this world.
If someone had reached the Saint Lord or Saint Venerable realm, possessed a special cultivation art, and had the necessary talent, Fang Che could reluctantly accept it.
But... how could ordinary Yin Water Palace disciples possibly do it?
He wanted to enter Yin Water