Tens of thousands of ters deep on the ocean floor, a special chase unfolded.
A group of Transcendance Tribulation Stage experts were pursuing a bronze coffin and a dragon corpse, each employing their Divine Skills in the depths, churning the water and killing countless fish, while underwater mountains crumbled into fragnts... The scene was too bloody, too explosive.
One fled and the other chased, instantly covering tens of thousands of miles.
Soti without notice, the sea had turned pitch-black, and its density had changed, becoming heavy and viscous... Fearso pressure surged from all directions, crazily squeezing the bronze coffin, the dragon corpse, and those Transcendance Tribulation Stage experts.
The bronze coffin began to tremble slightly, and with each tremor, a layer of transparent light would erge on the coffin's surface. These layers of light connected into a transparent protective shield, warding off the rampant pressure from all around.
Feng Wuji and the others also began to employ their thods, whether sending out Defensive Magical Treasures, casting powerful spells, or ingesting elixirs to stimulate their body's potential, all in an effort to resist the pressure.
The deeper they went, the greater the pressure of the water beca, and the most rational course of action would be to retreat... But the problem was... the bronze coffin couldn't retreat, because it was being chased by a group of experts!
If retreating was not an option, then the only choice was to keep going forward.
The bronze coffin, dragging the dragon corpse, slowly advanced...
Feng Wuji and the others followed at a slow pace...
Both parties were not moving quickly, partly because the blackened sea obstructed their vision, partly because the viscous water increased resistance, and finally, because the pressure of the water had beco great, rising by dozens of tis, making movent difficult, let alone flying at high speed.
Unknowingly, they had delved hundreds of miles deeper.
By now, the water was as black as ink, its viscosity terrifyingly high, nearly turning into a paste, and the pressure surged several tis over, with not a single fish visible within thousands of miles.
The bronze coffin, dragging the dragon corpse, trudged forward with difficulty, each step taking a long ti.
Feng Wuji and his companions relentlessly pursued, struggling to move forward.
The situation had developed to a stage that no one had anticipated...
"How could this be?" Li He from the North released his Divine Sense to communicate with everyone, "Why has the water turned black? And why is it so viscous? The pressure is so imnse! I can hardly hold on any longer!"
"Don't forget, this is the Sea of Death," Feng Wuji replied with his Divine Sense. "Since ancient tis, this place has been forbidden territory, off-limits to cultivators."
"Should we continue the pursuit?"
"Of course, we must! Never mind the bronze coffin for now, the dragon corpse is a must-have."
"Having co across a dragon corpse with such difficulty, there's no way we can give up."
"If we do, we would surely live to regret it for the rest of our lives."
"The real problem is, we can't catch up."
"We're having a hard ti moving, and so are the bronze coffin and the dragon corpse. It's now a test of perseverance and patience; the first to give up loses."
"I've never felt so frustrated in my life!"
"Enough complaining. Calm down, relax a bit, and try your best to catch up to the bronze coffin and the dragon corpse."
Everyone was truly fed up, utterly sick of the situation.
They were the Sons of Heaven, commanding respect everywhere. A re word from them would have countless people serving them. The power they wielded was terrifying; they reveled in wealth and glory, controlled the life and death of others, and their arrogant and extravagant lives made them proud and condescending. Now that they were at a disadvantage, their frustration boiled over into rage.
"Everyone, calm down," Li He from the North communicated using his Divine Sense. "As long as we work together, we can certainly catch the dragon corpse."
"I hope so."
"Let's hope that's the case."
"No more unforeseen incidents, please."
"My nerves are already on edge, they can't withstand much more of a setback."
Everyone's spirits were low.
...
Inside the Bronze Coffin.
Gao Fei and the old man in the Bronze Coffin were also communicating.
"This sea area is really strange," said the old man in the Bronze Coffin. "The water has turned black, and it's getting thicker and thicker, with the pressure also sharply increasing..."
"An abnormality reveals a monster!" Gao Fei said. "The most sensible action is... to stop advancing and quickly retreat."
"I would like to retreat too," the old man in the Bronze Coffin replied with a wry smile. "But there are pursuers behind us. If I go back now, wouldn't I be falling right into the trap?"
"What should we do?" Gao Fei asked.
"What can we do? We have to keep going further in," the old man in the Bronze Coffin said helplessly. "As long as the pursuers don't withdraw, we can't stop."
"...Keep going further in... Who knows what dangers we'll encounter..." Gao Fei said, filled with concern. "This is the Sea of Death, and just by hearing its na, you know it's an ominous place."
"We can put off unknown dangers for later, but we have to face the imdiate dangers right away," the old man in the Bronze Coffin said. "Don't worry, the Bronze Coffin I refined is very sturdy, powerful enough to compare with an Innate Spiritual Treasure. Even if the pressure of the sea water increases by hundreds of tis, it won't be able to damage the Bronze Coffin." After saying this, the old man in the Bronze Coffin added, "I don't believe those guys' bodies can be tougher than the Bronze Coffin?"
"I hope they realize the difficulty and back off soon," Gao Fei sighed inwardly, counting the days. The official trial had ended, and he hadn't returned on ti. Who knew what kind of chaos that might cause?
...
The sea water grew blacker, and there was a faint stench emanating from it.
The thickness was increasing, almost congealing into a single mass.
The pressure was becoming imnse, as if countless mountains were pressing down upon them, causing an oppressive feeling that made it hard to breathe.
Now, the Bronze Coffin took half an hour to move forward a re ten feet. Feng Wuji and others took even longer; they needed a full hour to advance the sa distance. It was evident who had the greater endurance: The resistance of the Bronze Coffin was indeed superior.
Ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet...
The Bronze Coffin, pulling along the Dragon Corpse, moved slowly, with the distance between it and Feng Wuji and his group widening more and more.
If things continued this way, sooner or later, the Bronze Coffin would be able to shake off Feng Wuji and the others.
During this ti, Gao Fei was constantly monitoring the situation outside. When he saw Feng Wuji and his companions nearing their limit, Gao Fei's intensely clenched heart finally relaxed—it seed they could shake off Feng Wuji and his party after all.
During his free ti, Gao Fei began to investigate the reasons behind the sudden darkening, thickening, and intense increase in pressure of the sea water. After several days of research without any clear findings, he could only attribute it to "strangeness" and "bizarreness."
...
Finally, Feng Wuji and his n ceased their pursuit.
One by one, their faces were pale, their bodies shaking, with their True Qi severely depleted, resembling people who had just recovered from a serious illness.
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