"So, the sea water is rising?" Xu Yinglian asked gravely.
"Pretty much." Qiu Changtian gazed at the sea surface and said slowly, "In no time, the area of this island has dramatically shrunk further."
"What if we dig a hole and hide inside?"
"Once the sea water rises and submerges the island, it'll still flood through the hole eventually."
"Looks like we'll need to use a water-avoiding type of magical treasure," Xu Yinglian muttered thoughtfully.
Unfortunately, neither of them had carried any water-avoiding talismans—after all, such items were useless in the Kunlun Mountain Range.
"I'll dive again and give it another shot," Xu Yinglian said defiantly.
"I'll accompany you," Qiu Changtian said promptly.
The two came to the island's edge and leapt into the ocean, diving downward.
Since cultivators practiced fasting and breath-holding techniques, the challenges of the deep-sea environment—such as lack of oxygen or water pressure—posed no harm to them.
