Chapter 455: Four Hundred and Sixty-Three: Three Sea Heart Flames, the Eerie Ruins
Hun Changqing and Saint Molan had traveled inward from the entrance for nearly four hours. They were now in the deepest reaches of the seabed, where the pressure was even more terrifying. Even Saint Molan had begun to feel its effects.
Diverting half her attention to resisting the crushing pressure, Saint Molan glanced up at the figure ahead of her, who looked utterly relaxed, as though he were out on a leisurely excursion. She felt rather frustrated.
But in the next instant, alarm bells suddenly rang in her mind. An overwhelming sense of danger welled up within her, wiping the irritation from her face and replacing it with solemn vigilance.
She abruptly looked up and discovered that, at some unknown point, a shadow had enveloped the space above them. It was immense, nearly ten thousand meters across, and utterly terrifying.
Moreover, the vast energy surrounding it contained an exceedingly sinister, Cold Yin aura that made Saint Molan's scalp prickle.
As the enormous shadow moved, the murky, dark seawater around them was instantly churned into motion. Ocean currents surged violently, and even with Saint Molan's strength, she struggled to hold them back.
Just as she could no longer restrain herself and was about to act, the raging currents around her eerily came to a halt, leaving Saint Molan momentarily stunned.
Turning her head, she saw that Hun Changqing was already standing before the colossal creature. Silver light spilled from his hand, and beneath its radiance, the endless seawater around them converged toward his palm.
The sight filled Saint Molan with astonishment. This enormous monster was clearly an ancient creature that had survived within Atlantis, yet Hun Changqing could wrest control over the surrounding seawater's energy from such a