When the woman and the giant ape left, the terrifying divine sense covering the entire stretch of seas finally vanished.

Ge Qian lay at the bottom of the ocean, tense as could be. When he sensed them leave, he felt a massive weight lift from his shoulders.

It was then that a raspy, aged voice resounded within his soul. “I would never have guessed that a Spirit Dao cultivator had come to the Sea of Chaotic Spirits!”

Ge Qian rubbed his rigid cheeks and muttered, “Why is it that this world keeps getting scarier and scarier? How about… We leave the Sea of Chaotic Spirits right now?”

The aged voice roared in fury, “I’ve never seen someone so cowardly in all my years of life. If you dare to leave, I swear I’ll never share my knowledge and experience with you ever again!”

Ge Qian was stunned, but then, he sighed in exasperation. “I’m just saying!”

He was already starting to plan just how to survive in a place like the Sea of Chaotic Spirits, where danger lurked on every corner…

Meanwhile, within the ruins of the Immortals’ Sword House. 

They passed row upon row of vast palaces strewn at irregular...