Apparently, the "entity" underground not only cleaned up the intruders but also dragged all the loot back to its lair.
"Quite the homemaker."
Han Feng quipped, then began a slow descent.
The closer he got to the sea's surface, the clearer that faint, eerie song became.
However, for Han Feng, who was already prepared and had his Spiritual Power fully active, this level of residual interference was like the buzzing of a mosquito—annoying, but not fatal.
The huge underwater cavern still gave off high-energy readings, like a bottomless maw waiting for its next prey.
"Here goes."
Han Feng's figure flickered, and he pierced the surface of the sea as silently as a steel needle.
The moment he entered the water, the Repelling Water Array on his Spirit Armor's surface automatically activated. A thin film of water enveloped him, reducing the seawater's resistance to a minimum.
Cold and dark.
That was the first impression fifty meters beneath the surface.
