Such a commotion—without even looking, one could sense the sheer malice contained within it.
In truth, this meant Zhang Yan had already grown familiar with his opponents' rhythm.
Presently, the mastermind who had captured them still had not shown themselves. Aside from some skirmishes when breaking out of that secret place where they had been temporarily "stored," their biggest adversaries in this deep-water realm right now were actually the unique aquatic spirits native to this place.
Back within his sect, he had also heard some elders mention that the bottom of Xi Yu Lake was truly unfathomably profound. Do not look at how its widest surface span was only some ten-thousand-odd miles; in the deep-water zones, it far exceeded that. Not only was the lower expanse vast, but it possessed the marvel of void spaces as well. For countless years no one had been able to thoroughly investigate it, so getting lost within was hardly unexpected.
With such peculiar waters, dangers naturally arose in an endless stream.
The most famous were, first, the terrifying pressure that increased almost endlessly with depth; second, the layer-upon-layer of overlapping protective array restrictions laid down by various sects across countless kalpas, which were difficult to control; and third, the complex ecosystem at the bottom of Xi Yu Lake, along with the various terrifying living monsters that inhabited this harsh environment.
Especially below a depth of a hundred miles, under a crushing weight of tens of thousands of catties at every moment, the bottom of Xi Yu Lake still possessed a fairly rich circle of species. The deadliest part was that there were exceptionally many demonic entities—so-called fish spirits and turtle ministers, shrimp soldiers and crab generals, each possessing their own intelligence and forming a kingdom of their own.
So much so that many people