Since Zhang Ling'er didn't know, and Ye Xin didn't know either, then he would bury this secret deep in his heart.
"Right, how much time has passed?"
Suddenly, as if Ye Lin had thought of something, he sharply raised his head and looked at Zhang Ling'er.
"About one shichen."
Zhang Ling'er counted on her fingers.
"One shichen... as expected, I must have entered somewhere like a void turbulence."
Ye Lin began forcibly coming up with an explanation for what he had just experienced.
Void turbulence was like an independent space appearing somewhere. He had happened to pass through that node just now, and then had been carried into the void turbulence.
Ye Lin found this explanation highly convincing.
That had to be it.
After forcing himself to come up with an explanation, Ye Lin finally let out a sigh of relief.
At the very least, he had not encountered any danger.
"An hour has passed? Good, then. Let's go and continue on our way."
After relaxing a little, Ye Lin called for the three of them to continue their journey.
Zhang Ling'er merely glanced at Ye Lin before lightly nodding.
She could naturally tell that Ye Lin must have encountered something bizarre just now.
But since he did not want to talk about it, there was no need for her to keep asking.
Secrets—she understood those.
The group continued onward. According to the map, they had so far covered only one percent of the entire Nether Sea.
"After going a little farther, we'll reach the Black Turtle Clan's territory."
After glancing at the map, Ye Lin spoke calmly.
Within this Nether Sea were eight peak clans. They divided the entire Nether Sea into eight portions, each governing its own territory without interfering with the others.
What was more, unlike on