Everyone followed Yun Che to the collapsed fissure, where a damp smell mingled with decay washed over them.
Below the fissure lay pitch-black darkness, its bottom nowhere in sight. Only the occasional drip of water echoed through the silence.
"Is the dried-up undersea palace down there?" Ye Qingshuang leaned forward curiously to look down, her eyes shining with the desire to explore.
Yun Che nodded. His World Eye had already taken in everything below.
"That's right. There are quite a few merman guards down there, too. They're all fairly strong, and several have already reached the late Divine Realm."
"The late Divine Realm?" Situ Kong raised his brows slightly. "Just what is the Fishmen Clan looking for?"
"I don't know what it is. In any case, it can help make the Fishmen Clan stronger," Yun Che said.
Feng Chu's gaze sharpened. "Whatever they need, we just have to take it. We can't let these races from beyond our domain succeed. Otherwise, none of us except Master will be a match for them."
Everyone nodded in agreement. This so-called Many-Treasure Merman Clan had started eating people the moment they invaded the Heavenly Domain. Peaceful coexistence was impossible.
The inside of the underground fissure was not steep. Instead, it resembled a naturally formed passage.
Strange markings covered the passage walls, giving off faint fluctuations of water energy. They were clearly remnants of damaged formations left behind by the undersea palace.
After they walked for roughly the time it took an incense stick to burn, the space ahead suddenly opened up. A magnificent palace appeared before them. Though most of it had already dried out, its former splendor was still apparent. The palace walls were built from enormous blocks of coral stone, carved with lifelike images of all kinds of marine creatures.
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