"The pressure seems to be easing. The farther down I dive, the easier it gets?"
Li Ling sensed the changes around him and suddenly realized that, beyond a certain threshold, the pressure exerted by the seawater on all sides actually grew lighter.
This was all but impossible in the material world. The deeper the seawater, the greater its pressure. Ordinary mortals could not withstand it at all; diving even a few zhang could put them in danger.
Depths of more than ten zhang were places only martial artists could reach, or those who had undergone special training to adapt their bodies to the water pressure and temperature, allowing them to just barely attempt it.
Here, however, even after descending more than a hundred zhang, his body seemed to experience no force at all. There was only pressure on a spiritual level.
Cultivators possessed powerful Dao Bodies, reinforced by Dharma Power. In principle, diving to the seabed should pose no problem. After casting a water-warding spell and harnessing water essence, they could treat ordinary water as though it did not exist.
But the pressure haunting his heart was the truly terrifying part.
Having experienced illusion after illusion and sensed the changes in his own karmic burdens and tribulations, Li Ling vaguely perceived that some colossal creature seemed to be lurking in the depths of the Filth Abyss Cave.
Once he became entangled in those illusions and weighed down by his own karma, it could turn from illusion into reality, transforming into a terrifying monster capable of killing him!
And while karmic hindrances clung to him, his surroundings fell utterly silent. There were no normal fluctuations of water essence, and even the light vanished, leaving him seemingly immersed in boundless darkness.
The deep sea, confinement, colossal creatures...
Every unspeakable, unimaginable horror became