There are all kinds of handwritings engraved on the stone screen, some are unrestrained, some are wild, some are graceful, some are beautiful, and so on.
Those handwritings are all names, without exception.
Feng Yun found Liao Ya's name at the top.
Feng Yun glanced at them, bowed slightly to these names, then walked around the screen and walked inside.[
No one needs to tell those names, anyone who is familiar with the underwater world will understand them.
Those are the heroes of the mermaid tribe who made human sacrifices to suppress this phantom sea.
It should be respected by her.
Bypassing the screen, the scene behind you instantly comes into view.
The high steps snaked downwards from behind the screen, like an endless sinkhole, appearing in front of Fengyun's eyes.
A thin layer of mist covered the sinkhole, making it difficult to see the scene below.
And around this sinkhole, eight passages stretch out in eight directions.
That should be the eight tentacles that suppress the eight corners.
Feng Yun remained silent and walked down the stairs in front of him step by step.
Along the way, the stairs are covered with various magnificent artifacts. There is one at a certain distance, and there is another at a certain distance.
Those artifacts emitted a faint light, and countless spiritual powers were transformed inside.
Illuminating this palace-like existence as bright as day.
Fengyun knew that it was an accessory to cooperate with human sacrifice to suppress Haiyan.
These artifacts suppress Haiyan, and their triggering can affect the overall situation.
Xiao Shi was a carefree person at first, but after hearing this, he simply changed back to his original shape with a swish sound, and followed Feng Yun.
Carefully not touching any special places on the stairs, Feng Yun took snacks and carefully descended to the bottom of the sinkhole.
The lowest level of the tiankeng is a hollow and gorgeous world.
Countless ice sculptures of all kinds of strange undersea animals stand on it, sitting, standing, lying or lying down.[
There are thousands of postures, each with its own charm.
Looking around, the magic blooming through the thin ice is like entering a world of ice instead of the bottom of the sea.
Crystal clear, pure and beautiful.
"It's so beautiful." Xiaoshi couldn't help but said softly.
Feng Yun shook his head after hearing this and did not answer Xiao Shi's words.