The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

The moment Lin Du was swept away, he felt an immense pressure that almost crushed his bones. The water-repelling pearl seemed to have failed, and the seawater seeped in everywhere, like an ancient silence being broken and a furious roar erupting after the imbalance.

Despite the immense pressure, Lin Du's mind became extremely clear.

There were seventeen coffins in total, forming a small seven-gate formation, which was clearly a soul-sealing array.

They carried the coffin away, which is equivalent to taking away seventeen nails. Whatever was suppressed underground is about to come out.

The Soul-Sealing Array is not just used to seal people's souls; its underlying principle is to suppress the flow of Qi.

That must contain a lot of malevolent energy.

Amidst the irresistible undercurrent, Lin Du summoned the Floating Life Fan. In the dim light, floating light surged, and the power of ice and snow seemed to be swallowed up by the undercurrent without any abnormality. However, the already frigid temperature instantly dropped to freezing point.

Hou Cang watched from afar as his junior sister made a futile struggle. Just as he was about to rescue her, he saw the figure in the light raise a palm.

In an instant, the heavy sleeves of the garment undulating in the water created a real wave of ice patterns, and the snow shone brightly. With that palm strike, the cold water turned to ice, abruptly stopping all the undercurrents.

A series of crackling and rattling sounds filled the air. "Ouch, my sleeves are frozen stiff."

"Don't even mention it, my braids are all stiff, but it still has to be Zhen Liu." Yue Han exhaled a ball of fire with difficulty, but it went out and turned into smoke as soon as it came out.

Yue Han: ...

The group struggled to free themselves from the frozen undercurrent, their joints stiff with cold, ice shards falling off with every movement.

"What do we do now?" Hou Cang looked at Lin Du. "Don't tell me you want to go down."

"Since we're already here," Lin Du glanced at them. "Besides, you can ignore the danger, even if it's the territory of the Siren, but there's no reason to dig things up and leave potential threats for others."

Hou Cang pursed his lips. "Not very old, but acting like an old man."

Lin Du remained silent, following the frozen, yet still tracing, undercurrent downwards.

The others quickly followed.

In the desolate seabed, the eight people, under the faint spiritual light, resembled mayflies that had strayed into a forbidden land that preyed on humans.

"This is... a dojo?" Mo Lin stared blankly at the broken stone steps and the large stone platform in front of him.

"A lecture hall?" Lin Du had heard of great cultivators lecturing in ancient times, and it still happens now, but it's mostly within sects. The Supreme Sect has too few people to hold one.

"Even though it's a temple, why is there such a strong sense of resentment?"

Mo Lin walked ahead of the crowd, intending to clear a path.

"There's a restriction, a very strong one." Mo Lin tried, but couldn't get in.

Hou Cang drew his sword, and the sword intent of a cultivator at the Formless Realm, imbued with explosive power, failed to budge him in the slightest.

The surroundings were deathly silent. Lin Du pulled out Han Yueling. "Success or failure hinges on this."

Han Yueling rushed forward with all her might and grabbed hard, but the seal was only weakened by five-tenths.

Chu Guanmeng frowned, realizing that this matter was not simple.

In the Realm of Insight, there are almost no restrictions that it cannot break. If there is one, Lin Du can find a way to break it.

Lin Du sighed, "I knew I couldn't save any money. I finally managed to save a little, and it all went to other things."

As she spoke, she took out the array plate and began to deftly set up the array.

With her current level of spiritual power, she only needs to calculate and draw within her spiritual consciousness.

A moment later, Lin Du had finished setting up the formation. She poured spiritual power into her folding fan, which dissolved into an invisible barrier, creating a gap. Han Yueling jumped out from her shoulder and tore it open with a claw, allowing everyone to file in.

Upon entering, everyone was so oppressed by the strange atmosphere inside that they could hardly lift their heads.

The stone steps all bear obvious traces of knives, spears, and clubs, which have been severely altered by time.

"Strange, it doesn't look like a preaching hall, it looks like a martial arts arena." Ni Jinxuan had also started to pay attention to details under Lin Du's influence. Although she wasn't very perceptive, she recognized the familiar traces at a glance.

They had these marks all over the mountaintop, and Ni Jinxuan recognized them clearly.

As the group continued upwards, they suddenly sensed a strange pressure, not descending upon them or enveloping their bodies, but rather emanating from a pressure that compelled them to submit involuntarily.

"To tell you the truth, even when my father was emperor, I never knelt down so smoothly when he lost his temper." Yuan Ye held his precarious knees; what would happen if they bent?

Who knows what they're worshipping?

Hou Cang found it even stranger that there was no one in the world who could make him kneel, except for his master.

Yue Han refused to kneel. It was a joke; their ancestors dared to swallow Buddha, so why should it kneel to someone else's ancestors?

Ni Jinxuan thought that even though she had been carried on the shoulders of her parents and master since she was a child, she could follow the proper etiquette, but kneeling was not acceptable.

Xia Tianwu is even simpler; she was born with pride and would never kneel down indiscriminately.

Even the most upright person in the group, Yan Qing, didn't kneel down. He was unmoved by wealth and power!

The higher they went, the stronger this sense of submission became. Since no one wanted to kneel, they decided to find another way.

If you can't fly, then become a monkey! Swing across! Become a frog! Hop across!

Yuan Ye summoned two mechanical puppets. The lifeless puppets could not sense the psychological pressure. Everyone filed in and went into the puppets' abdomens through their throats, where they lay down on the spot.

Driven by Yuan Ye, the monkey and the Sky-Swallowing Frog continued to move forward.

When they reached the last step, Lin Du was the first to jump out. He was crushed by the overwhelming divine pressure. Seeing that his knees were in danger, he did a fish leap and lay on his back on the ground. He tried to struggle to sit up, but he was swept up by the force and began to twist and "swim" in a dark way.

Hou Cang, who followed, asked: ...This junior sister seems to have gone mad, can she still be saved?

Lin Du wasn't deliberately contorting himself; he just slipped and fell as soon as he lay down on the ground, reaching back to grab the beads on the ground.

When everyone looked down and opened it, they discovered something.

Under the dim light, some beads reflected light, sparkling and dazzling, like shimmering clouds and glass. But when you picked them up and examined them closely, you would find that they were not pure.

"It's...it's five-colored stone. You humans call this glazed glass." Yue Han realized. "I'm familiar with this. When I was a child, I loved to burn these amber beads to play with. Some merchants even named the glazed glass they made for our Peacock Clan 'Phoenix Tears,' and made up a tragic love story. They bought it and sold it to cultivators in Zhongzhou as decorations. It was very expensive."

Jinxuan, who actually bought Phoenix Tears when she was a child: ...

Yuan Ye found the name familiar. "This merchant you're talking about, could he be... the owner of the Liangchen Merchant Guild?"

"That's probably... I think that's the name." Yue Han confirmed.

Jinxuan's expression became even more complicated after being tricked by her own family. The adult world is truly terrifying. In order to increase the value of a product, they forcibly endow it with a higher spiritual meaning. She no longer believes in the stories of any product.

"Five-colored stone..." Yan Qing murmured. "Merit leads to divinity, the power of vows condenses, and divine power is like crystal. Obtaining it will eliminate all calamities."

As they spoke, everyone was pressed to the ground by the divine pressure, struggling amidst the strange, swirling glass beads, like a group of four-legged animals writhing and crawling in the darkness.

"What kind of evil god is this?" Yuan Ye cursed without restraint, finally lying down. "I'm tired, I'll just lie down. The more I struggle, the more pathetic I'll look, I said."

As he was speaking, he inadvertently turned his head to look down the steps, and was so frightened that he struggled and twisted on the spot, even more violently than Lin Du had at the beginning, kicking up countless glass beads along the way with a clattering sound, and kept wriggling backward, but unable to get up.

Yan Qing mocked rudely, "Look at you, didn't you just say you were going to lie down and not move?"

As he spoke, he looked down, only to be stunned by what he saw.