Time gradually passed, and the distant waterfall plunged incessantly with skeletal heads rolling in the cascade. Lin Zheng paced back and forth along the shore, his brows furrowed and never relaxing. Just as he was about to explode from impatience, the calm surface of the lake suddenly arched with a water curve. Everyone’s expression changed simultaneously, and they turned their gaze alertly in that direction. They saw Ye Shu emerge from the water, soaking wet as he climbed ashore. What was spine-chilling was that several human skulls were tightly biting onto his arms, waist, and thighs. The clacking teeth gnashed continuously, yet no trace of blood seeped out. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Ye Shu calmly picked up his outer garment from the ground and casually threw it on, saying, "The water below is very deep. I dove for what felt like a thousand meters without reaching the bottom of the pool. This body of water may not look vast, but it is extremely deep. We need everyone’s combined strength to go down and erect a Water Avoidance Barrier before we can investigate thoroughly." The deepwater environment is nothing like land. Although they are all Cultivators, with physiques beyond ordinary people, they still need to breathe. Moreover, the deeper the descent, the stronger the water pressure. If this deep pool truly has no bottom, a single person entering the water would likely fail to explore its depths. Someone immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Did you encounter any danger down there?" As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the skeletal heads tightly clamped onto him. Ye Shu casually tore off the skeletal heads one by one from his body, "There were some dark creatures, but none worth fearing." Upon seeing him remove the skulls without leaving a single wound, everyone let out a sigh of relief and burst into laughter, saying, "It seems this white bone skeleton formation is nothing more than a bluff." Lin Zheng looked at Ye Shu with a cold expression, visibly repulsed by his presumptuous actions, not deigning to waste any more words on him. "Prepare yourselves, we’re descending into the pool immediately." With Ye Shu’s prior reconnaissance, the others were no longer so timid in their actions. They jointly set up the Water Avoidance Array and descended together. It was unclear what method Ye Shu used underwater earlier, for the skeletal heads that had swarmed upon detecting human scent were now eerily quiet as they sank to the bottom of the pool. The deep underwater world was not actually dark. The eye sockets of those pale white skulls intermittently flickered with the faint light of soul fires, like fragments of stars fallen into a river, dazzling within this dark world unknown to mortals. The group dived deeper and deeper, as if all sounds from the outside world were isolated and vanished. Not even the deep sound of water flowing could be heard near their ears, and finally, they glimpsed the outline of the corners of a damaged underground palace at the bottom. Lin Zheng was overjoyed at the sight, but before they could react, a menacing Astral Wind suddenly rose from the depths of the pool. In the dense darkness, it seemed as if a giant ghost breathed out, and the Barrier they had erected crumbled like paper in the face of that evil wind, consumed to ash. They had no time to react as the overwhelming water pressure of thousands of meters rushed over them — and it was no joke. Worse yet, the water in the depths of this pool was as cold as glacial water, penetrating their bones. Some of the weaker-bodied Cultivators couldn’t even muster their Spiritual Power to resist. Their bodies, invaded by the icy water, froze their blood within their veins, and under the crushing water pressure, were instantly crushed into a mass of crimson ice. Baili An could not see and thus sensed the sudden crisis a step ahead of everyone else with his heightened perception. His heart chilled, he quickly prepared to shield Su Jing and Yin Baishuang with his body. But two hands reacted quicker than his, each firmly seizing one of Baili An’s wrists. Baili An hadn’t even had time to identify who the hands belonged to before the tremendous force of the water knocked him unconscious. Consciousness sinking, the feeling of weightlessness assaulted him from all sides, and he felt as if he had plunged into a deep, profound darkness. For how long he had been unconscious, he couldn’t tell, but when Baili An awoke again, he found himself resting against the cold, solid ground. He slowly opened his eyes, the world he saw still colored in pitch darkness. His chest felt severely clogged with water, leaving Baili An painfully retching, trying to vomit out the accumulated water from his chest and abdomen. After heaving for what seemed like an eternity, his stomach was empty, yet there remained an inescapable heaviness on his chest. As his consciousness gradually cleared, Baili An realized that he had two people lying on top of him. For a moment, Baili An was unsure of his whereabouts, thrown about by the water, but undoubtedly, he had been used as a human cushion. Struggling to prop himself up, he found even lifting his hands to be a tremendous effort because the two individuals pressing on him were still tightly grasping his wrists without letting go. Despite the terrible impact before, the three of them had not been scattered. Baili An shifted his body, intending to get up and examine who the two people were when suddenly a low moan came from atop him, as if about to awaken. Baili An’s mind exploded with the realization, daring not to move again. A woman’s... a woman’s voice? And by that familiar voice... it appeared to be Miss Yin. For a moment, Baili An’s face went blank, as if he couldn’t comprehend why it would be her. Miss Yin, who Baili had thought would wake up immediately after that hum, now lay drenched against him. She exhaled a cold breath in her confusion, her body seemingly too long in the chill of the deep pool water, shivering from unbearable cold, and subconsciously curling up. Her wet garments were already thin, and as she moved, Baili An could almost feel the chilly and delicate skin beneath her clothes, as well as that boneless softness. Frozen as if transfixed, his body stiffened as Baili An softly called out, "Miss Yin?" Miss Yin failed to wake up from his call. The person lying on the other side of his chest trembled in response, less vigorously than Yin Baishuang, but still, under the chill’s assault, did not fully regain consciousness. Baili An grimly guessed who the other girl pressing down on him was. He was still clueless about where he had ended up. Chilly breezes were blowing around him, piercingly cold as if they were passing through his soul and penetrating his flesh, reaching straight into his heart. Baili An’s body temperature was very low, and Yin Baishuang, trying in vain to find any warmth on him, unconsciously drifted towards any hint of heat. The two pressing down on him were fiercely cold. For the clinging Yin Baishuang, who barged in rudely and squeezed closer, the unconscious Su Jing lacked the will to push her away. Both were unable to resist the warmth emanating from each other’s bodies, clinging closely like two frozen chicks, drawing heat from one another. In their semi-conscious state, Su Jing acted with restraint and decorum, silently accepting the heat of Yin Baishuang as she burrowed insistently into her embrace. Su Jing’s cultivation focused on the Fire Element and had better resistance to the cold than her; by borrowing just a hint of Yin Baishuang’s warmth, her body slowly began to warm. Yin Baishuang, unaware of whom she was cuddling against, clung with blind tenacity, a delicate and slender leg reaching out to hook around Miss Jing’s thigh. As if she could never get warm enough, she started tugging at her waterlogged soft boots, revealing a pair of clean, petite feet. Her instep was fine and beautiful, her toes pale and slightly curled. The snow-white tender toes curled like little cat claws, restlessly pushing into the boot top. Not long after, Su Jing’s foot boots and socks were unceremoniously tugged off by Yin Baishuang. Yin Baishuang’s feet, cold as-