After the eight Lingxiao Sect members were scattered by the massive undercurrent at the sea bottom, they relied on their formidable cultivation realms to avoid harm and were eventually propelled out to the sea surface.
In the darkness, there was a Divine Wind Treasure Ship hovering in the void to guide them, and the eight quickly regrouped.
Ye Wuya showed concern, "Are all my fellow junior brothers and sisters alright?"
"No harm done."
"When we burst out from the sea, we hit thick ice layers that nearly cracked our heads open."
"Me too, but fortunately, the giant waves lifted it away, otherwise we'd need considerable effort to shatter it."
Seeing that everyone was unharmed, Ye Wuya felt assured and looked down; surging tides below and faint enormous shocks from the sea bed were quite frightening.
Even adept cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage felt awe facing such terrifying natural forces.
