My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

Deep in the Jinghong Sea.

It contains a seabed fissure.

This fissure stretches across the dark seabed, its depths unfathomable, like a chasm between heaven and earth, inspiring awe and fear.

The surrounding seawater seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, with undercurrents surging and the water turbulent.

The walls of the crevice are rugged with strangely shaped rocks of various forms, and corals grow among them in vibrant colors, adding a touch of brightness to the dark seabed. Occasionally, a glimmer of light shines through the coral reefs, adding to the sense of mystery.

Water vapor and foam rose gently from the depths of the crack, transforming into wisps and strands that swirled around it, creating a dreamlike scene.

Countless sea monsters gather in this mysterious sea area, their ranks and clans varying greatly.

Yet they were equally devout and respectful, silently worshipping the seabed fissure as if praying for some mysterious power.

The leading fourth-tier sea monsters had perfectly transformed into human form, tall and handsome.

They maintained a strange peace with each other, unlike the sea monsters in other seas who fought endlessly for territory and resources.

The sea monsters of their tribe brought new offerings. They did not inspect these offerings at all, but simply caught them with a huge net and took them with them into the deep sea crevice.

Inside the net were Yu Yi, Nangong Xue, and their group, who had been captured, as well as some unfamiliar cultivators.

Yu Yi's left arm had been bitten off by the siren, and his face was deathly pale and his breath was weak.

Nangong Xue's situation was no better than his. Her spiritual power was exhausted, her storage bag had been taken away, and her hope of escape was extremely slim.

Even so, she still gave Yu Yi a reassuring look, her eyes filled with determination.

During the previous chaotic battle, she had already sent a distress call to the sect, and of the original six Foundation Establishment cultivators, three had escaped.

Reinforcements should already be on their way.

Yu Yi looked at Nangong Xue, his heart filled with emotion.

He transmitted his voice, saying, "Junior sister, you are too kind-hearted. Not only do you protect them at every turn, but you also gave up your chance to escape to those disciples when you had the opportunity to do so yourself."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Xue simply shook her head helplessly and said nothing more.

She looked up, only to be stunned by what she saw.

In the depths of the ocean, the sky shone brightly, and flowers bloomed in abundance.

Every corner of the crack was filled with blood-red flowers. These flowers swayed gracefully in the seawater, their allure and purity coexisting in a paradoxical way.

Those blood-red flowers are both intoxicating and heart-stopping.

Nangong Xue stared blankly at the scene, a strange emotion welling up inside her—a shock at the beauty, and a fear of the unknown.

After a moment of distraction, Nangong Xue and the others immediately became alert.

The strong stench of blood permeating the surroundings sent chills down their spines.

The transformed sea monsters moved forward more and more slowly, their attitude becoming increasingly respectful, as if there were some supreme being ahead of them.

Deep within the crack, there is an even more secluded depression.

The crimson flowers, like a trail of blood, stretched towards the dark reef.

The reef was as black as ink, cold and hard, like a huge coffin tightly enveloping the person inside.

She was a sleeping beauty, lying quietly in the embrace of the deep sea, undisturbed by the outside world.

Even with a black arrow stuck in her chest, it did not diminish her beauty in the slightest.

Her face was pale and serene, as if she had simply fallen into a deep sleep, waiting for some moment to wake up.

Nangong Xue opened her eyes wide in disbelief, her gaze fixed on the sleeping beauty, and countless questions welled up in her mind.

Who is she? Where did she come from? And why is she sleeping in this deep-sea crevice? These questions swirled in her mind, filling Nangong Xue's heart with doubt and curiosity.

Several transformed sea monsters offered their most devout prayers to the sleeping man.

Ten years ago, a series of cracking sounds suddenly came from beneath the Jinghong Sea.

Since then, this underwater rift has mysteriously appeared before the demons, becoming an unknown and dangerous place.

At that time, these sea monsters were just ordinary sea creatures.

Although they were terrified by the changes here, the faint scent of blood emanating from the place was like a deadly temptation, driving them instinctively closer to it.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.