Outside the Divine Palace Ruins.
Deep beneath the sea, the water was violently agitated, as if a tsunami had erupted, the terrifying deep-sea waves spread out, forming a destructive storm.
From within that storm, several figures shot out successively, landing amidst the nearby sea areas, looking rather disheveled.
Those figures were precisely the group of Yingzhou experts emerging from the Divine Palace Ruins.
"That was close!"
In the eyes of Liusheng Zongyan and others, there was a hint of lingering fear; a bit slower, and they might have been trapped inside.
"Where is Ling Chen, haven't they come out yet?"
Beichuan Ye looked around, nearly everyone had emerged from the ruins' space, but Ling Chen and the other two were nowhere to be seen.
Qing Ji said, "They are probably just a bit slower than us, coming right behind us."
"They haven't run into trouble, have they?"
