A few months later, Xia Chen returned to Wanlunhai. In order to avoid trouble, he built a large teleportation array in the alliance, which could directly lead to the Dream Continent, eliminating the trouble of having to transfer through the Black Triangle.
Also going with him were Xu Yunxuan, Bi Qinglian, Fang Qiu, Sun Li, Xu Shaobai and others.
Xia Chen is going to the Tang Dynasty, and the others are preparing to go to Wanlunhai to practice and seek opportunities. They have been in the temporary Dao Punishment Real Dojo for many years, and their cultivation accumulation is very rich. It is the time when they need to experience and release.
Xu Qiankun and Chen Qiushui stayed in the alliance. Both of them have obtained the inheritance of the eighth level of supernatural power. They only need to calm down and comprehend, and they can take a further step on the road.
Xia Chen's words made everyone realize that if you want to keep the good things forever, you can't stick to your own laurels, but you must keep moving forward until you transcend immortality.
Otherwise, after a thousand years, everything will be meaningless.
A few months have passed, and the Wanlun Sea has undergone earth-shaking changes. The borrowing formations of several top continents have begun to take shape, and with the help of a very small part of the power of sea storms, the distance between several continents has been shortened.
Hundreds of thousands of miles.
Although hundreds of thousands of miles is insignificant to the distance between continents, it represents a huge success. It proves that Xia Chen's formation model and inference are effective.
The enthusiasm of Wanlunhai monks has never been higher. Everyone is like a chicken blood, frantically building a promotion and leveraging array. Whether it is the mainland or the island, all the monks do and discuss only one thing.
, borrowing force formation.
Xia Chen's name, with the success of the formation, was pushed to an unimaginable height, almost like a god.
Everyone is excited and wants to see the miracle of the integration of all the mainland and islands.
Chen Mengzhu is training in the dangerous place of Dream Continent. She did not go to others, nor did she rely on her status as Xia Chen's disciple to seek help. She just challenged her limits in obscurity.
Although she only needs to open her mouth to the Dream Temple, with Xia Chen's background, she will immediately obtain unimaginable precious resources and extremely high status. There is no need to work so hard.
But Chen Mengzhu didn't. She would not rely on others, and she also believed that Xia Chen would be more satisfied with her doing so.
Xia Chen did not go looking for Chen Mengzhu. She believed in him and he believed in her. When he comes back, that bold, hot and beautiful girl will definitely be waiting for him at the peak of Wanlun Hai's power.
At this time, Xia Chen was standing over the sea of the Deep Blue Continent.
Said to be the sea area of Deep Blue Continent, it is actually more than one billion miles away from Deep Blue Continent, and has long been separated from the mainland's sea area.
It's just that the Deep Blue Continent is the outermost of the continents, and further away there are endless sea storms that stretch for who knows how many miles.
Legend has it that as long as you survive the storm at sea, you will reach the other side of the Wanlun Sea, the Tang Dynasty.
Xia Chen has received news from the Deep Blue Continent, confirming that the ancient teleportation array under the sea is real. However, because it is too old, it is not yet known whether the teleportation array can be activated.
Even if it can be activated, no one can use it. The terrifying water pressure of a million miles is unbearable even by monks at the eighth level of magical power.
"The time has come to test the limits of my strength." Xia Chen said to himself, straight down, and silently submerged into the sea.
Ten thousand miles, twenty thousand miles, thirty thousand miles...
In less than one meal, Xia Chen had already dived to a depth of one hundred thousand miles. This depth was the depth he tested when he was at the sixth level of magical power. It was not the limit for him at that time, let alone now.
One hundred thousand miles, two hundred thousand miles, three hundred thousand miles...
A few hours later, Xia Chen dived to 500,000 miles in one breath. Such deep water pressure was a huge test for even an eighth-level magical monk. But Xia Chen could still withstand it.
But as you dive further, every hundred thousand miles, the water pressure increases exponentially, and you feel an uncontrollable heaviness, as if the sky is falling, weighing heavily on you.
After eight hundred thousand miles, Xia Chen finally began to feel out of breath.
All of his clothes had been crushed to powder by the water pressure. The indestructible Vajra body emitted a strong golden light and made a cracking sound like the cracking of fine steel under the terrifying water pressure.
There are still 200,000 miles to go. Xia Chen gritted his teeth and became ruthless. He let the four holy beasts merge into armor and wear it on his body, sharing some of the pressure, and started to dive down again.
Nine hundred thousand miles away, it took Xia Chen more than ten days to dive down. His speed was already more than ten thousand times slower than at the beginning. Every time he dived down, he had to face great difficulties and pressure.
Under such deep water, cultivation is consumed countless times faster than usual. The omnipresent water pressure is like countless powerful enemies launching ferocious attacks together. There is no way to dodge and can only be blocked.
In the dantian, the cornucopia is constantly recreating middle-grade treasure pills and high-grade treasure pills, constantly supplying Xia Chen's body and making up for its consumption.
Such a supply of treasure pills was gradually unable to keep up with the rate of consumption of cultivation. One can imagine how astonishing Xia Chen's consumption was.
Xia Chen continued to dive with difficulty. The strong water pressure restricted his spiritual thoughts. Now he could only detect a radius of tens of miles at most, and it was shrinking rapidly as he dived.
Ninety-five thousand miles, Xia Chen felt that he had reached his limit.
My whole body felt like it was being clamped by countless large iron pincers. It was indescribable pain, and the next moment, it would completely fall apart.
The soul was compressed into the smallest state to reduce the force-bearing area. Even so, it became dim and dull.
The spiritual thought has shrunk to a size of ten miles, and every time it is probed out, Xia Chen feels pain like needles. It is a torrent formed by water pressure. Each torrent can easily penetrate the soul of a seventh-level spiritual monk.
This is no longer a place where life can stay. In fact, from five hundred thousand miles away, Xia Chen has never seen anything, not even a piece of seaweed.
The combined armor of the four holy beasts sent a warning message. If they dive further, even if it is only ten thousand miles away, they and Xia Chen will explode into a pool of blood and mud without any suspense.
Xia Chen took a deep breath and asked the cornucopia to stop recreating the middle and high-grade treasure pills, and instead began to copy the white Nine Netherworld Patterns, wrapping a thick layer around the body, and dived down again without hesitation.
Click, click, click... As soon as the Nine Netherworld Patterns sprouted, they were crushed into pieces of smoke by the terrifying water pressure.
The cornucopia was spinning crazily, and the endless Nine Netherworld Patterns grew out, wrapped around Xia Chen, and turned into a white sharp arrow, sprinting towards the last fifty thousand miles.
"Without the supply of treasure pills, your cultivation will be consumed too quickly and you will not be able to support the bottom of the sea." Qinglong calmly sent out his spiritual thoughts.
Xia Chen seemed unaware of it, when a clear yellow golden elixir suddenly flew out from his Dantian, instantly releasing such strong medicinal energy that it replenished its consumption faster than the original uninterrupted elixir.
The Nine Netherworld Patterns shattered at an unimaginable speed. As soon as they were born, they were crushed into ashes by the water pressure. Originally, they were several feet thick around Xia Chen's body, but in the blink of an eye, only a few feet were left, and
Still thinning out rapidly.
The cornucopia's speed at rebuilding the Nine Netherworld Patterns has reached its limit, but the water pressure destroying the Nine Netherworld Patterns has exceeded the speed of reconstruction.
"Qinglong, calculate how long I can last according to my current condition." Xia Chen conveyed his spiritual thoughts.
"With one hundred breaths left, all the Nine Netherworld Patterns will be destroyed and no protection will be lost. In less than one hundred breaths, we will be broken down into the smallest particles by the water pressure." Qinglong said calmly.
"I know." Xia Chen nodded. Suddenly, there was a solid feeling under his feet, and it turned out that he had reached the bottom of the sea.
A million miles under the sea, there is no soft mud, only black ground as hard as crystal. Under such terrifying water pressure, no matter how soft things are, they will become ten thousand times harder than steel.
Xia Chen endured the excruciating pain, and when his mind swept away, he didn't find the ancient teleportation array, and his heart suddenly shrank.
His spiritual thoughts can only extend a distance of more than ten feet at this moment, and he has to endure the penetration of his spiritual thoughts by small rapids under the water at all times. Without the ability of the best treasure pill to instantly recover, his spiritual thoughts would have been in ruins.
Kong, completely collapsed.
Before diving, Xia Chen had already measured the direction of the ancient teleportation array, and he was diving in a straight line. Logically speaking, he should not miss the direction. However, there are many rapids in the sea, and if the extremely small error continues to amplify, it may be wrong.
The slightest error makes a thousand miles.
There was no other way, so Xia Chen had no choice but to walk slowly towards the surroundings step by step, trying to explore as far as possible with his spiritual thoughts.
He only has a hundred breaths of time. If he can't find it, he has to start over.
"Father, you must find the ancient teleportation array within a hundred breaths. Even if you float upward now, the time is not enough for the Nine Netherworld Patterns to be produced. We will also be squeezed into pulp by the water pressure." Suddenly, Qinglong passed a message.
Heavy spiritual thoughts.
Xia Chen stiffened, but immediately tried his best and quickened his pace.
He had no time to panic or despair, because every breath was so precious and he was racing against death. He couldn't afford to waste it on useless emotions.
Time passed by, and Xia Chen had already visited the area where he dived more than ten times, but he still couldn't find any trace of the ancient teleportation array.
Under the millions of miles of deep water, in addition to countless surging undercurrents, there are tiny ripples that are incomprehensible. These rapids and ripples may seem harmless to humans and animals, but they are actually terrifyingly lethal.
The Nine Netherworld Patterns were thinning out at a speed visible to the naked eye, silently, from several feet to several inches thick.
Xia Chen could feel more and more that the terrifying water pressure was turning into countless irresistible sharp knives. As long as the Nine Netherworld Patterns dissipated, they would cut him into pieces.
Soon, fifty breaths of time passed, but there was still no trace of the ancient teleportation array. Even though he was as calm as Xia Chen, he couldn't help but become anxious and desperate.
How can we find the ancient teleportation array? Xia Chen was anxious, but he did not get carried away. If he just wandered around blindly, time would soon be exhausted, and the only outcome would be death.
You must think of a way, you must think of a way, everything has a chance, there is no way there is no way. Xia Chen forced himself to calm down, and his brain was running rapidly.