Nie Yan's position was upstream, with currents rushing past him.
He pulled out the Silk Spinner Ring, extracted a strand of spider silk, and slowly extended it further. The strand of spider silk drifted forward under the force of the moving water.
The spider silk swayed like seaweed, carried along with the flow of the water.
As the strand grew longer, it became increasingly difficult to control.
Nie Yan guided it gently, ensuring every movement was deliberate.
One yard, two yards, three yards—fortunately, the currents here weren't overly chaotic. Soon, the spider silk extended to nearly six yards, delicately trailing through the seawater, slowly approaching Sulgata's Feather in the distance.
It looked as if success was within reach, but suddenly, three sirens in the distance seemed to sense something and turned their attention in his direction.
Nie Yan quickly froze in place and held his breath.
