As his body sank deeper, Jiang Liu could feel that not only had the seawater grown much colder, but the pressure within it was also far greater than in other waters.
Most importantly, his vision was becoming increasingly obstructed, until gradually he could no longer see his own hand before his face.
This forced Jiang Liu to wonder whether there was something unusual about this place.
Could it be that the people from the Fifth Judge Palace had chosen to settle here because they had discovered something?
And ever since he entered this area, he had clearly felt that the vital energy here was extremely hostile toward him. Could it be related to this?
One had to know that ever since his mental power had advanced into the Saint Realm, he had no longer felt the slightest oppression when facing the statues in the Halls of Yama.
Yet ever since he had entered the waters around Yao Guang Island, that feeling of his vital energy and Divine Sense being suppressed had returned.
Moreover, the deeper he descended into the sea, the stronger that feeling of suppression became.
As the depth of his descent increased, Jiang Liu gradually felt his body growing heavier, as if it were slipping out of his control and being pressed downward.
It made Jiang Liu feel as though something were dragging him down.
What was more, the area around him was pitch-black, and he could not see a thing.
Most frighteningly, he felt a bone-chilling cold radiating from within his heart, making him shudder involuntarily.
Faced with this situation, Jiang Liu found himself caught between a rock and a hard place.
If he continued sinking, would he encounter some unknown danger?
Yet if he did not uncover the secret of this place, Jiang Liu could never