Long Chen, Xia Chen, and Guo Ran were like fish in water, swimming down as quickly as they could.

They couldn’t see the bottom of the spirit pool, but they didn’t care. They just charged down and quickly sensed fluctuations behind them. Those nine young experts were already chasing after them.

The spirit pool brimmed with dense primal chaos qi, so dense that it had taken liquid form. As they delved deeper, the pressure increased, and the primal chaos continued to nurture their bodies.

However, the three of them weren’t in the mood to sense that and were swimming down as fast as they could. There was a long illusory image behind Long Chen, akin to a dragon tail. With it, he dragged...