"Kill this bastard! Everyone, attack the barrier together!"
Trapped inside the barrier, Tan YuLan's face turned livid. Anxiety and fury filled her eyes as she barked orders at her attendants.
She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails nearly dug into her palms, glaring at the fat Golden Immortal reinforcing the barrier from outside.
At the same time, she launched a frenzied assault on the transparent barrier from within. Every strike came with an angry growl, her hair whipping wildly with each violent movement.
While Tan YuLan was trapped, Jiang Ping An seized the chance to race deeper into the Transport Ship Ruins.
He shot through the water like lightning, leaving a long trail of ripples. Seawater rushed aside as his body tore through it at high speed.
Once he escaped Tan YuLan's sight, Jiang Ping An swiftly sent a clone fleeing into the distance.
His true body, meanwhile, slipped into a deep fissure on the seafloor.
Darkness shrouded the fissure, and jagged rocks crowded its depths. Cold seawater surged through it.
As soon as he entered, Jiang Ping An circulated divine power to conceal his aura, then focused on forging the Undying Demon Bone.
He desperately wanted to save them, but his own situation was perilous. Reason told him that securing his safety came first.
Only after he finished forging the Undying Demon Bone would he have a chance to fight Tan YuLan to the death.
Three days later, while Jiang Ping An was engrossed in the forging, he sensed his clone's death.
His brow furrowed slightly, but he did not let it distract him. He kept forging.
On the fifth day, Tan YuLan arrived above the seafloor fissure where Jiang Ping An was hiding, clutching a Person-Seeking Compass that glowed with mysterious light. Her face was dark.