Nine Nether Sea Realm.
The moment Si Lingle stepped in, she felt a slight heaviness descend upon her body.
The space laws here were completely different from the outside world, more "viscous" and "heavy," as if she was in the sedimentation of countless millennia.
The air was not void, but carried a slight deep sea pressure and chill.
The world presented a profound indigo hue, surrounded by gigantic reefs so towering their tops couldn't be seen, resembling a solidified ocean, covered with peculiar holes and crystals.
Underfoot was "Vast Sand," flowing yet not true water flow, fine, icy, and flowing silently.
All around was deathly still, and the landing points of her fellow disciples had been randomly scattered.
Si Lingle's silver-gray eyes shimmered with a faint, almost imperceptible light, cautiously "combing" through the space within ten zhang around her, merging like a drop in the ocean, her aura and divine sense extremely introverted.
However, a sudden change occurred!
