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Chapter 4345: 5.0097 Wangchuan

Mo Lian also saw the dreamlike city underwater at this moment, his eyes involuntarily flickering.

No wonder Long Hui had been so unwilling to bring the commoners from Fisherman's Island into Wangchuan before.

This was indeed quite difficult.

The Wangchuan Realm truly wasn't a place just any ordinary person could dive to.

They saw a city floating beneath the sea, but in reality, there was still a considerable distance to that city.

Let alone ordinary people, even typical Spirit Realm cultivators would have suffered significant spiritual power loss diving to such depths and would need to constantly replenish it with spiritual elixirs.

Long Hui occasionally looked back at the team behind him, taking in everyone's expressions.

Aside from Qingxuexue, Qinghongse, and the female attendants, whose cultivation was weaker, Mu Xingchen and the Phoenix Clan youths seemed to be diving quite easily, showing no discomfort.

However...

Long Xiangyun secretly glanced at Mu Xingchen, then turned to exchange a look with her elder brother.

They both knew very well that Mu Xingchen, who also possessed the Long Clan bloodline, was completely different from Qiaomu's current situation.

Mu Xingchen's current comfort while diving into the deep sea was mostly due to his excellent cultivation.

As for Qiaomu... Qiaomu, on the other hand, made the siblings exchange another glance, as if they could both see a faint, boiling fanaticism in each other's eyes.

"Changfei, how are you doing?" Feng Changqing looked strangely at his second brother beside him.

Ever since his younger brother reappeared in the team completely unharmed, it was clear that he could sense Changfei seemed distracted.

"Ah, no, nothing," Feng Changfei was momentarily stunned, his mind still in a realm of flourishing life and peach blossoms, unable to recover.

He hadn't expected Saintess to possess such a miraculous item as a personal Divine Domain?

Perhaps... the family's ancestral teachings weren't baseless after all.

The ancestral teachings stated that, given time, if a woman who could communicate with the Phoenix Tree of Ten Thousand Years without hindrance appeared, she should be revered as the Saintess of their clan, and they should swear to follow her to the death.

Did the ancestors truly have such foresight?

After all, being able to follow someone with a personal Divine Domain clearly meant an immeasurable future...

Feng Changqing reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "It was truly dangerous just now. Don't be so reckless in the future. Everything should be handled with care."

Feng Changfei nodded, then secretly turned his face, looking up at Qiaomu and Mo Lian, who were at the very end of the team.

Crown Prince Mo quickly noticed Feng Changfei's stealthy gaze and unceremoniously glared back.

What are you staring at? Sneaking glances at his Qiao, don't think he didn't notice.

Long Hui led everyone further down. Along the way, they encountered many schools of fish, and a small wave of mutated corpse fish as well.

Fortunately, after the sawtooth white shark incident, everyone dared not relax their vigilance, constantly paying attention to their surroundings.

This wave of corpse fish was quickly dealt with.

At this point, looking down, everyone could clearly see the shadowy city deep at the bottom of the sea.

A transparent spiral staircase connected to the city's underwater corridors. Everything was dreamlike, shimmering in the water, as if built from transparent ice crystals, settled at the bottom of the sea, emitting a soft, gentle glow.

Wangchuan was truly beautiful. Everyone was moved, descending layer by layer along the spiral staircase, arriving before a large stone carving of mountains and rivers.

When their toes touched the soft sand, they looked up to see the cerulean seawater, like a silk ribbon, gently rippling above their heads.