In the northwest of Wumeng Island, there was a very steep cliff, more than a hundred zhang high, with jagged black reefs scattered below.

Waves crashed against it, constantly splashing large swaths of foam-like white spray.

The surface of the cliff was riddled with countless dense sea-eroded holes of varying sizes and shapes. Most of them were covered with green seaweed and white salt deposits, making them appear mottled. Occasionally, white sea crabs were washed out of the holes by the surging seawater.

At this moment, Han Li and Luo Feng were floating in the sky above the sea, facing the sea cliff.

"Senior Liu, this is where the remains of the Lomeng Ancestral God's Earthly Incarnation are located." Luo Feng pointed to a seemingly ordinary sea-eroded hole on the cliff, about a dozen zhang in size, and said.

The hole just looked slightly larger, and it was pitch black inside, seemingly without any abnormalities. However, when Han Li released his spiritual sense to try to probe into it, he immediately discovered that there was something special about this place.

He found that when his spiritual sense swept towards this hole, it was driven by a subtle and almost imperceptible strange force, sweeping towards the stone wall on the side.

If his spiritual sense were not far beyond ordinary people, he would not have even noticed that his spiritual sense was being interfered with and would have thought that there was only a stone wall inside the hole.

"Interesting!"

Han Li muttered to himself, a flash of blue light in his eyes. He immediately activated the Bright Sight Spirit Eyes and looked into the hole.

He saw a pale white water mist vortex slowly rotating deep inside the hole, emitting a faint aura of law.

"After the Wumeng Ancestral God was seriously injured and fell asleep ten thousand years ago, he never woke up again. The Water Elemental Seal here has also become increasingly weak. In another thousand years or so, I am afraid it will no longer be able to conceal this place." Luo Feng sighed and flew into the hole.

He slightly crossed his hands in front of him, and a series of blue magic incantations immediately flew out, flashing several times before disappearing into the water mist vortex deep inside the cave.

The vortex trembled slightly, and the misty water mist immediately reversed, opening a circular passage the height of a person from the middle.

"Senior, please follow me."

After Luo Feng called out, his figure flashed and disappeared into the vortex passage.

Han Li followed closely behind, and his figure leaped into it as well.

Connected to the vortex passage was a dark tunnel, built with cyan stones, winding and extending towards the ground, without an end in sight. Every few zhang, a white fluorescent stone was inlaid, illuminating the path ahead.

Han Li, confident in his supernatural powers, was not worried about anything and silently followed Luo Feng.

The further down the tunnel went, the heavier the surrounding moisture and water spiritual power became.

The two walked for a full quarter of an hour. Han Li calculated that they had already penetrated at least several miles underground. Finally, the tunnel reached its end, and a cyan stone door appeared in front of them.

Luo Feng took out a cyan token, rubbed it slightly, and a cyan light flew out, disappearing into the stone door.

With a few crisp "creak" and "creak" sounds, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a square stone chamber about a dozen zhang in size.

Calling it a stone chamber was not entirely accurate. The ground and walls here were uneven, as if it was an underground cave that had been converted. Stalactites hung from the roof, showing a semi-transparent water-blue color, like glass.

Even the walls around had similar material. Through here, one could vaguely see the fast and slow currents outside, indicating that this place should already be deep in the seabed.

Han Li glanced around the stone chamber and found that it was empty, with almost no furnishings, only a black stone platform half a person's height in the center.

The surface of the stone platform was engraved with winding, slender grooves that extended downwards, covering the entire ground.

On the platform, there was a statue head, about the size of a normal person's head. Its appearance was three parts similar to Han Li's. It was the image of the ancestral god Lomeng of Wumeng Island.

However, unlike the statues he had seen before, this head was entirely blue, seemingly carved from a special crystal. Illuminated by the surrounding white crystal beads, it appeared crystal clear, emitting an extremely rich water attribute spiritual power.

Its face was as smooth as a mirror, looking lifelike, but the neck was extremely rough, as if it had been forcibly broken off from its original body.

Han Li stood a step away from the head, staring at it intently. A very strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

This feeling was as if the head statue in front of him was not a dead object, but a living being capable of breathing.

He gently closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense suddenly opened, instantly filling the entire stone chamber.

Luo Feng, who had been standing behind him, only felt an indescribable and vast spiritual force suddenly surge from all directions, directly engulfing his entire body. His body swayed involuntarily, and cold sweat immediately dripped from his forehead.

Han Li ignored Luo Feng and focused his spiritual sense on the statue head.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that around the blue head, there was an energy invisible to the naked eye gathering towards the head.

This energy seemed very weak, each strand as thin as a gossamer, as if it could be scattered with a wave of the hand, but the quantity was extremely large, densely filling almost the entire stone chamber.

The head was now emitting a light that was originally invisible to the naked eye, flickering once every few moments. The rhythm was very similar to the breathing of a cultivator. Between the light and dark, it absorbed the surrounding weak energies little by little.

"It seems that this should be the so-called power of faith..."

Han Li retracted his spiritual sense and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

Luo Feng, who was behind him, had already turned pale, and he exhaled a long breath of relief. In just a moment, the clothes on his back were completely soaked.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward a few steps, and tapped a few times on a seemingly ordinary inverted water-blue stalactite.

The ground made a series of "crack" sounds, and a small stone platform slowly emerged from the ground, with a stone box placed on it.

Luo Feng opened the stone box and took out an old jade book from it.

"Senior Liu, this book should be useful to you. Please accept it, Senior." Luo Feng held the jade book in his hands, came to Han Li, handed it over with both hands, and said.

"A book... This is!" Han Li took it casually, glanced through it, and his face suddenly changed slightly.

"This is the cultivation technique that the Lomeng Ancestral God used to practice, Myriad Water Immortal Technique. This junior has heard that immortals who ascend from the Lower Realm must turn to cultivate True Immortal cultivation techniques to convert the mana in their bodies into immortal spiritual power. Since Senior has smuggled into the Immortal Realm, you should not have a suitable cultivation technique on hand. This Myriad Water Immortal Technique should be useful to you." Luo Feng said.

"So that's how it is. Clan Leader Luo Feng is kind." Han Li glanced deeply at Luo Feng and nodded.

"Senior is too polite. This place is a convergence point of spiritual veins at the bottom of the deep sea. The water spiritual power is rich. If Senior wants to cultivate the Myriad Water Immortal Technique, you can cultivate in seclusion here." Luo Feng grinned, knowing that the purpose of sending the book had finally been achieved, and the expression on his face also relaxed a lot.

Han Li did not speak, carefully flipping through the jade book. After a moment, he scanned through the general content.

This Myriad Water Immortal Technique was a water attribute True Immortal cultivation technique, which should be able to be cultivated to the late True Immortal realm.

Unfortunately, this cultivation technique conflicted greatly with his original cultivation technique, and the achievements it could achieve were far from his expectations.

With this thought, he returned the jade book to Luo Feng.

"Senior Liu, you are..." Luo Feng was a little stunned to see this.

"Although this Myriad Water Immortal Technique is not bad, unfortunately, a water attribute cultivation technique is not suitable for me. I wonder if there is anywhere in this Black Wind Sea area where I can obtain True Immortal cultivation techniques?" Han Li shook his head with some regret and asked.

"Our Black Wind Sea area is located in a remote area, and there are very few Immortal cultivation techniques circulating. They are basically in the hands of those Ancestral Gods and will not be given to others. After all, if their own cultivation technique falls into the hands of outsiders, it may expose their weaknesses. If you want to know where you can obtain other Immortal cultivation techniques, I am afraid you can only go to Black Wind Island in the center of the sea area. There, a large auction will be held once every hundred years, and there may be Immortal cultivation techniques appearing." Luo Feng pondered for a moment and said.

"A large auction... I wonder how long it will be until the next large auction is held?" Han Li gently touched his chin with his right hand, muttering to himself, with an interested look in his eyes.

"It will probably be more than ten years from now, but the things that appear at this kind of large auction are generally extremely expensive." Luo Feng thought for a while and said.

"More than ten years... I understand. By the way, there is something I need your help with." Han Li nodded slowly upon hearing this, and asked, changing the subject.

"Senior, please tell me." Luo Feng's expression brightened, and he quickly responded.

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In the blink of an eye, four or five months had passed.

During this period, the Cold Crystal Clan did not come to take revenge, which made everyone on Wumeng Island breathe a sigh of relief.

Inside the clan leader's hall, Luo Feng paced back and forth anxiously, occasionally coming to the door, looking into the distance, with a worried expression on his face.

During these months, according to Han Li's request, he sent people around to collect some secret techniques or cultivation techniques related to Nascent Soul imprisonment.

However, this type of secret technique was quite rare. In the past few months, he had only found three or four types, and after sending them over, judging from Han Li's expression, he was obviously not satisfied.

This made Luo Feng a little anxious.

Helpless, he had to send a Core Formation stage elder in the clan to Black Wind Island, the central island of the Black Wind Sea, with a large sum of spirit stones.

That place was the most prosperous place in the Black Wind Sea, and if cultivators from various islands wanted to find something, they would basically go there to look for it.

However, today was the third day after the scheduled return date, but the elder had not yet returned.

Just at this moment, a white light appeared in the distant sky, approaching rapidly.

Luo Feng was overjoyed and walked out of the hall.

The white light quickly arrived nearby and landed in front of the main hall, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man.

"Elder Hanliang, you have finally returned. How is the situation?" Luo Feng asked quickly.

"I encountered some trouble on the road and took a detour. Most of the spirit stones were spent, but fortunately, I did not fail my mission." The middle-aged man said, taking out a jade box with more than a dozen jade slips placed inside.

"Good, you have worked hard, go and rest." Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said to the middle-aged man. Then, he could not wait to hold the jade box and quickly walked towards Han Li's residence.