The four transformed into streaks of light and flew toward the darkness that swallowed heaven and earth.
Like a gaping maw, the darkness swallowed them whole.
Once they entered the sea, the light around them abruptly dimmed. The golden dome overhead rapidly shrank, finally becoming a distant speck of light that vanished at the edge of the sky.
This darkness was nothing like an ordinary night. It was thick as ink, carrying a heavy, oppressive weight.
Seawater churned in the darkness, shimmering with dim phosphorescence like a flowing, turbid river, yet exuding an indescribable eeriness.
Li Bufan spread his divine sense outward, covering several li in every direction.
He could sense the currents beneath the surface, the reefs on the seabed, and those hazy outlines in the distance.
The four moved with tremendous speed, streaking just above the sea as four trails of light, cutting through the night wind and leaving faint luminous traces behind them.
After traveling several dozen li, Li Bufan suddenly frowned.
A wave of malice surged toward them like the tide.
It was not particularly strong, but it was everywhere, as though a pair of eyes in the darkness were staring fixedly at them.
Li Bufan's back tensed slightly.
He said quietly, "Careful. Something is coming up from beneath the sea."
Before his words faded, the sea ahead exploded.
The sounds of water breaking rang out one after another. Countless Water Arrows shot from beneath the surface like a torrential downpour, raining down on the four.
Those Water Arrows were exceedingly fast, each cutting through the air with a piercing whistle. Their tips gleamed with a cold, dark-blue light, clearly laced with some kind of poison.
Li Bufan reacted first.
He abruptly brought his hands together. Spirit force surged through his body, and the golden phantom