"The head feels so heavy!" When he and Qu Hu began to be transported into the yellow glow, he suddenly felt an immense pressure surrounding him. Fortunately, the Great Translocation Scroll in his hand promptly emitted a soft blue light, instantly relieving the pressure. However, his inner spiritual energy began to rapidly flow into the scroll. Yet, this was precisely what he had anticipated, and he remained calm. The ancient texts he had read about the Great Translocation Scroll had already described such phenomena. Suddenly, the scroll ceased drawing his spiritual energy, and the yellow glow faded away. He and Qu Hu now found themselves in a dark, murky place. The light was too dim for him to see anything around. The surroundings were completely silent, suggesting no one else was present—this eased his mind, and he immediately lifted one leg to step out of the array. But as soon as he took a step, he felt a sudden spinning sensation, his legs gave way, and he sat down on the ground, nearly retching from the discomfort. Han Li knew this was the discomfort caused by long-distance teleportation. His strong reaction was entirely due to his current level as a cultivator. However, at this moment, he had no time to dwell on it—he immediately issued orders to Curong to destroy the teleportation array. Curong, expression neutral, drew the silver great sword he had been given and struck one after another at the corner of the array, reducing it to ruins. Only then did Han Li feel truly at ease. He sat on the ground, resting for a while, until he gradually adapted to the darkness around him. At this point, he began to sense that the place seemed like an abandoned room—extremely dark, with a strong, pervasive smell of decay. When he casually reached down and touched the ground, he found a thick layer of dust. This development only deepened his sense of security; at least, there were no immediate dangers ahead. After a while, once the discomfort subsided, he slowly rose to his feet, supporting himself with one hand. Then, Han Li reached into his storage bag and pulled out a piece of moonstone, making the room clearly visible... Indeed, as he had expected, this was an ancient stone cottage, long abandoned, with nothing but a stone door before him. Han Li turned back to gaze at the ruined teleportation array, hesitated a moment, and then walked a few steps toward the stone door, gently pushing it. To his surprise, the door opened easily with just a slight push. "This is...?" Han Li looked genuinely surprised. Before him stretched a long, smooth stone staircase, rising gradually upward—its exact length uncertain. Dust covered the steps, clearly indicating that no one had used them in a long time. Han Li then looked back at the cottage he had just emerged from, realizing that what he had thought was a stone cottage was actually just a modest cave carved into the mountain rock. After a brief moment of reflection, Han Li gave a self-mocking little shake of his head and began to walk slowly down the staircase. Behind him, Qu Hun followed closely, never letting go. The staircase seemed long, but in fact, after rounding a corner, Han Li spotted the exit—a massive boulder blocking the circular opening. Upon seeing this, Han Li furrowed his brow and immediately commanded Qu Hun: "Split it open." As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped back. Yet Qu Hun took a large stride forward, raised her silver sword, and with the precision of slicing tofu, cleaved the giant boulder into several fragments in just a few strokes. Instantly, brilliant sunlight poured in from outside, accompanied by a fresh, slightly moist air. Han Li took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Since his arrival, he had noticed an unusual odor in the air and had been hesitant to breathe, remaining in a state of constant vigilance. Now, at last, he could finally relax. Nevertheless, he remained slightly puzzled—the air here felt a bit damp, with a subtle saltiness that was quite different from the air he had experienced before. With this question in mind, Han Li took a few steps past Qu Hun and then, half-closing his eyes, faced the bright, high-slung sun, scanning the surroundings. To his astonishment, the scene that met his gaze left him speechless. Everywhere he looked, the landscape stretched out in endless, vivid blue waters, unbroken and stretching to the horizon. Han Li stared in disbelief, only coming to his senses after a long while. "Is this indeed the legendary sea?" he thought to himself, feeling a touch of excitement. After all, the largest body of water he had personally witnessed before had been a vast river in Lanshou, several tens of zhang wide. Such an expansive sea, he had only heard about occasionally in books. Now, seeing it with his own eyes, the experience was entirely different—his sense of wonder was truly profound. After gazing for a while, he finally looked down at his current location, only to find himself slightly puzzled. There he stood, on a steep cliff of considerable height, with the sea just a short distance below, where massive waves continuously crashed against the coastal rocks. Seeing this scene, Han Li ran a hand over his jaw and began to ponder. The color of the sea was quite different from the legendary boundless sea—it matched exactly what was described in the books as the normal hue of a regular ocean. It seemed he had indeed reached the southern reaches of the heavens, though he still didn't know exactly which coastal region he had arrived in. Still, considering the matter, place names held little significance for him. After leaving the southern lands, he was completely lost—unable to recognize any roads or landmarks. After mulling this over, Han Li did not immediately summon his vehicle and take flight. Instead, he closed his eyes and slowly extended his spiritual awareness, seeking to detect any presence of cultivators nearby. After a period of about a tea-brewing length of time, Han Li drew his awareness back, his face now expressing a strange expression. He launched the Shenfeng Boat silently, stepping onto it without a word, then soared straight upward without any concealment. Only after reaching several dozen zhang in height did Han Li stop the boat, standing at the front of the artifact and surveying the surroundings. To his eyes, every direction shimmered with a uniform deep blue glow. The rippling sea waves dazzled him, making his vision blur. Directly beneath him lay an isolated island spanning several dozen li in diameter. The cliff from which he had launched was merely a small outcropping of stone, barely noticeable on the island. Han Li rubbed his nose, and couldn't help but sigh with a touch of frustration. This situation was truly troublesome. Though the area seemed safe, he couldn't possibly train here—how thin the qi was! Even cultivating medicinal herbs required a place with abundant qi. Otherwise, if he dripped the green liquid onto the plants, they would still die by the next day. The more spiritually refined and precious medicinal herbs there are, the higher the demand for spiritual energy—they leave even Han Li quite helpless! Han Li's divine wind vessel circled the island once around. Finally, he confirmed that there were no coastlines or other islands in the vicinity. Aside from stones, trees, and a few small snakes, the island harbored not a single living creature. Thus, he could only sigh and return to the cave. As soon as he entered the cave, Han Li immediately fell asleep head down at the entrance without saying a word. After several nights and days of restless repair work, he had grown utterly exhausted. He would deal with all the complications once he woke up refreshed. Under Qu Hu's protection, Han Li enjoyed a sound, restful sleep for one full day and night. Yet when he awoke, Han Li once again stood alone atop the stone peak, gazing thoughtfully at the sea. After an indeterminate length of time, Han Li calmly descended from the peak, riding his vessel. Then he found a rock of similar size beneath the cliff and sealed the entrance once again. After circling the area a while with Qu Hu, he settled on the direction where the sun was setting, and sped off without looking back. According to Han Li's assumption, since someone had established a teleportation array on this island, there must surely be nearby islands or landmasses. Otherwise, who would have the patience and resources to build such an expensive ancient teleportation array on an isolated island? Of course, Han Li didn't yet know which direction was correct. But he had already decided—he would fly in that direction for several days or nights, and if he encountered no traces of cultivators or ordinary people, he would then choose a new direction and start over. Though this method was extremely rudimentary, it was the only option available to Han Li on this unfamiliar sea. After all, the spiritual stones stored in his storage pouch were plentiful, so he needn't worry about running out of spiritual energy. Perhaps Han Li's luck was indeed fortunate today—he had only flown for half a day when he spotted a massive sea vessel on the water. Han Li was delighted. After all, dealing with ordinary mortals was always more stable than negotiating with immortals. Yet what puzzled Han Li was the unusual appearance of this great ship: it had neither a single mast nor a single sail. At the ship's prow, several enormous fish—species he had never heard of—were pulling the vessel through the air. Though each of these giant fish was massive, with sharp, pointed teeth, Han Li clearly sensed that they carried no spiritual energy, and thus were no mythical sea beasts. Otherwise, he would have dared to approach the ship with hesitation!