: The Water-Avoiding Technique Divides the Sea, and the Ancient Temple Two Meters Underwat

Miao Yingying first shook her head, then nodded:

"I could sense it before, but once we arrived in Jiangcheng, that aura disappeared. It must have been isolated by some kind of magic array."

but……"

She raised her face and looked at Zhou Ran.

"The aura you emitted just now caused my natal Gu to react."

Are you...?

Are we also going to that place where yin energy gathers?

This girl has a sharp intuition.

Zhou Ran did not deny it:

"Since we share the same goal, you may stay."

"what?"

Miao Yingying was stunned.

"Why...why stay here?"

"To be a sparring partner."

Zhou Ran pointed to the messy gym.

"You broke my things and you don't have money to pay for them, so you'll pay me back with your labor."

"Perfect timing, I just need someone familiar with the aura of corpses to guide me."

Miao Ying's face was pale, and she held her hands protectively in front of her chest.

"You...you're a scoundrel!"

Zhou Ran didn't bother to explain and turned to look at Fatty Wang.

"Fatty, don't you want to stop getting beaten up like this?"

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang's eyes lit up:

"Yes, Ran-ge!"

I dream about it!

Are you going to teach me some unparalleled martial arts skill?

"He may not have any unparalleled martial arts skills, but he certainly knows how to take a beating."

Zhou Ran placed his finger on Fatty Wang's brow, and a mysterious and incomprehensible stream of information flowed into his mind.

The Incantation of the Golden Body of the Immovable King - a fragment.

This is a body-refining technique that was found on the corpse of the ghost.

No need for meditation or breathing exercises; simply continue eating and enduring blows to transform the energy from the food into the power of the golden body.

"From today onwards, you will stay with her."

Zhou Ran pointed at Miao Yingying.

"Let her beat you up with that iron corpse."

"You'll be considered a beginner when you can shatter the iron corpse's backlash."

Fatty Wang stared blankly at the terrifying monster embedded in the wall, then looked at his own fat body.

"Won't this kill someone?"

"Don't worry, this technique has one advantage: as long as you don't lose your head, you won't die."

Zhou Ran patted Wang Pangzi on the shoulder, the weight of which made him hunch over.

"Fatty, if you want to stay with me until the end, this little bit of hardship is just the beginning."

After saying that, Zhou Ran ignored their reactions and turned to walk away.

The little incident at the gym was a pleasant surprise.

With Miao Yingying, who is particularly sensitive to the aura of corpses, we have a "radar".

With Lin Qingxue's ability to see ghosts, that ruin will no longer hold any secrets for him.

......

Night falls at the port of Jiangcheng.

The sea breeze howled, whipping up layers of turbid waves that crashed against the rocks on the shore.

The container terminal, usually brightly lit, was completely dark tonight.

A cordon was set up within a five-kilometer radius, and it was announced to the public that it was a "military exercise".

However, in Zhou Ran's demonic vision, this place was already shrouded in a thick aura of yin energy.

On the sea surface, huge eddies slowly rotated, as if a colossal creature was breathing in and out beneath them.

Zhou Ran stood atop a lighthouse a kilometer from the port, the night wind whipping his clothes around him.

Behind him were Lin Qingxue and Miao Yingying.

Lin Qingxue had changed into a neat black windbreaker, and her face was a little pale.

It seems they were intimidated by the overwhelming resentment from afar.

Miao Yingying carried the repaired wooden box on her back and held the silver bell in her hand, her expression solemn.

"Brother Zhou, down there..."

There are probably many unclean things in there.

Miao Yingying pointed to a stretch of sea in the distance, her voice trembling.

"The yin energy here is a hundred times stronger than the one in my master's corpse-refining cave!"

The silver bell in her hand was making a very slight but rapid ringing sound without being shaken.

Ding ding ding ding—

The sound sent chills down your spine.

"Brother Zhou, the yin energy here has materialized; there must be something big underwater."

And there's more than one.

She was born in western Hunan and had seen a lot of things.

But the terrifying scene that covered the entire sea area was something I had only ever seen in illustrations in the ancient books of my sect.

That was the layout of "a hundred ghosts paying homage".

Lin Qingxue stood beside Zhou Ran, unable to see any concrete objects.

But the chill that came from the depths of her soul made her instinctively hug her arms tighter.

"I saw it..."

Lin Qingxue suddenly spoke, a faint grayish-white luster appearing in her pupils.

"There are people everywhere underwater."

"A dense crowd of people, dressed in clothes from different dynasties, were moving around below."

These words made the surrounding temperature drop even further.

Zhou Ran's expression remained unchanged, showing no surprise whatsoever.

"Get ready to go down."

Zhou Ran took out the sandalwood box from his pocket and retrieved the rusty bronze key.

The moment the key came into contact with the yin energy in the air, it immediately began to change.

The originally dull bronze surface began to peel away rust, revealing a dark blue metallic luster underneath.

A deep, resonant sound emanated from inside the key.

Zhou Ran flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of condensed demonic energy was injected into it.

The bronze key flew out and hovered in mid-air.

It spun around in the air like a compass a few times, then suddenly stopped, pointing to the largest eddy in the center of the sea.

A beam of azure light, piercing the heavens and the earth, shot out from the tip of the key and stabbed straight into the sea.

"Walk."

Zhou Ran gave a low shout, completely disregarding whether the two women were mentally prepared.

With his left arm around Lin Qingxue and his right hand grabbing Miao Yingying's collar, he took a step forward.

This step is the lotus blooming from the void.

The three of them did not fall into the sea, but instead stood firmly on the blue light.

Zhou Ran made a hand seal with one hand, "Split!"

Water-avoidance technique.

As he finished speaking, the dark, inky sea was cleaved in two!

A rumbling sound—

The seawater surged back to both sides, creating two crystal-clear water walls that were hundreds of meters high.

A vacuum tunnel, about ten meters wide, appeared beneath the three of them, leading directly to the depths of the seabed.

Miao Yingying leaned on Zhou Ran's arm, staring at the towering water walls on both sides, speechless with amazement.

Within the wall of water, the fish darted away in panic.

You can even see several huge sharks stuck in the water barriers, unable to move.

Zhou Ran ignored her astonishment and led the two of them down the slope at high speed.

As the depth increases, the light disappears completely.

Only the bronze key emitted a faint blue light, illuminating the path ahead.

When it descends to 500 meters, the surrounding pressure is enough to deform the steel.

However, the light purple protective aura that Zhou Ran erected around him kept all the pressure out.

"That is..."

Lin Qingxue gripped Zhou Ran's arm tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

Through the water walls on both sides, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

The seabed mud is not empty; it is covered with countless shipwrecks.

There are ancient wooden warships, modern ironclad warships, and several submarines from World War II.

These shipwrecks were not scattered haphazardly, but rather arranged in an extremely regular circular pattern.

Even with its hull decayed and masts broken, the layered structure still exudes a chilling aura.

Most horrifyingly, the decks of every sunken ship were filled with "people".

They were clad in rotten armor and carried long spears or rusty lances.

Even though their bodies had long been devoured by fish and shrimp, leaving only bare bones, they still maintained their upright posture.

Empty eye sockets stared uniformly at the three people in the center of the passage.

This is no shipwreck graveyard; it's clearly an immortal legion spanning a century!