In the turbulent seawater, Three Swords was gravely injured. Yang Fei carried him, dragging and pulling him onto the reef.

The reef was large, with the four of them crouching on top, it didn't feel crowded.

However, Three Swords and Mad Blade urgently needed treatment. Yang Fei had no medication, so he used the Silver Needle Acupoint Technique to temporarily suppress their injuries.

Mad Blade was almost gutted by a mysterious person's claw, his external injuries were severe, but compared to Three Swords, his condition was not so critical.

Three Swords was shot in the back, hurting his lungs, extremely weak, coughing blood with each cough.

The distance from here to the beach was not far.

However, the enemy hadn't given up on pursuing the four of them, the searchlights on the shore continued to scan the sea, looking for their traces.

At this time, to risk swimming to the beach would mean facing a barrage of bullets and surely becoming a bloody sieve if discovered.

The sky gradually brightened, and Yang Fei grew anxious.

At night, they could hide for a while, but if the sky became fully bright, they wouldn't be able to conceal themselves here.

Mad Blade, injured with foul mood, muttered curses.

"Damn it, this seawater stinks, sticking to the skin is really uncomfortable."

"If only there were a dozen beers and some grilled fish now. It'd be great to watch stars while drinking and eating barbecue."

Yang Fei spat at him: "You're here for a fight, not for a beach vacation."

Fan Yi suddenly said coolly: "Though there's no beer, catching some fish would be easy."

As he spoke, he suddenly tumbled and flipped into the seawater, simultaneously wielding the Triangular Military Spike.

A big sea fish was pierced on his Triangular Military Spike, struggling immensely.

Fan Yi threw the fish onto the reef, and the Military Spike struck several more fish in quick succession, all thrown onto the reef.

Yang Fei and Mad Blade exchanged smiles; Fan Yi's skills had improved.

Although spearing fish in the sea was not a profound martial skill, Fan Yi's consistency and accuracy were impressive.

With another strike, Fan Yi speared a large fish, but his body swayed slightly, nearly falling into the seawater.

Fan Yi exclaimed softly, took the fish, examined it carefully, and then threw it to Yang Fei.

"Brother Fei, something's wrong with this fish. It's not large, yet really heavy."

Yang Fei tried to catch it, but his hand almost trembled and dropped the fish into the sea.

In shock, he exclaimed: "What's going on, I've never seen such a heavy fish, it's like gold!"

The fish in Yang Fei's hand was less than a meter long, but Fan Yi had already perforated its chest and belly, yet it struggled vigorously, its vitality seemingly intact.

Oddly enough for Yang Fei was the terrifying weight of this fish.

Though this fish was less than a meter, it weighed four or five hundred kilograms, while ordinary fish would weigh no more than a few dozen pounds.

Yang Fei gazed at the fish, noticing its extremely tough scales shimmering with metallic luster.

Simultaneously, he sensed a peculiar energy within the fish's body.

Yang Fei suddenly recalled Mi Xuan's ant experiments and was delighted with an open mouth.

"Could the Mithril Ore be nearby?"

"This fish was likely radiated, causing it to possess bizarre energy fluctuations while its size and strength increased."

He told the others his hypothesis, Mad Blade and Fan Yi were both surprised and delighted.

Unexpectedly, tonight's calamity had brought fortune, finding the approximate location of the Mithril Ore burial.

Yang Fei took out Mi Xuan's Mithril Ore detector and switched it on.

The detector indeed started beeping, but weakly and intermittently, indicating Mithril Ore was some distance away.

Yang Fei gazed into the depths of the ocean, sinking into thought.

If the Mithril Ore was nearby, it was likely deeply buried under the sea.

This would significantly complicate excavation work.

Yang Fei also thought about Chen Xingzhu's warning. According to her, the Wu Clan from the Ancient Remnant Clan were here too and interested in the Mithril Ore.

If so, once this discovery was made, it might trigger a bloody storm.

Yang Fei already experienced the power of the Wu Clan.

Not to mention, the Wu Clan Elder Zhu Butong he killed was a master at the True Martial Realm, and Chen Xingzhu wouldn't be easy to deal with either.

Strangest was that this damned Wu Clan seemed impervious to Divine Punishment, a blatant cheat in today's society.

Fan Yi saw Yang Fei daze off and took a deep breath.

"Brother Fei, should I dive down and have a look?"

Yang Fei shook his head: "No, I'd better go."

"I can use the Turtle Breath Technique to breathe through skin pores and absorb dissolved oxygen in the water, making it safer."

Fan Yi nodded, climbing wetly back onto the reef.

Mad Blade and Three Swords began eating the fish, although its taste was intensely fishy, after getting used to it, it seemed sweet instead.

And the juice from the fish could serve as fresh water to drink, preventing thirst.

Yang Fei struck with a palm, cutting a chunk off the hard reef weighing two to three hundred kilograms.

He took a deep breath, activated the Turtle Decree, embraced the huge rock, and jumped into the water.

The seawater quickly submerged Yang Fei, as he activated Turtle Hibernation, allowing seawater's oxygen to pass through his pores and into his body, providing air.

Yang Fei hugged the stone, diving deeper and deeper.

Strangely, the surroundings were not dark but faintly illuminated without known sources.

The pressure kept increasing on the seabed. Despite absorbing oxygen from the water, Yang Fei struggled.

He activated Gang Strength, shielding his body, and continued diving another hundred-plus meters.

Yang Fei felt dizzy with stars before his eyes, sharp pain in his internal organs, and bones aching under the immense pressure.

Yang Fei realized that continuing to dive might crush him under the water pressure, so he took a deep breath, preparing to rise up.

Suddenly, ahead of him, a flicker caught his eye about seven or eight hundred meters below, with an extraordinarily prominent object.

Numerous seawaters rotated around this thing, forming a whirlpool about two acres in diameter.

Yang Fei realized this object was special. He dove forcefully, ignoring the creaking bones and stars before his eyes.

Upon nearing this object, Yang Fei found it resembled a giant egg, roughly the size of a water jar.

It emitted strange energy fluctuations, identical to the Mithril Ore's aura but hundreds of times denser.

Yang Fei barely reached the whirlpool's edge. Without exerting force, the powerful whirlpool currents drew him in toward the giant egg.

Strangely, the immense seabed pressure almost crushed Yang Fei.

But once inside the whirlpool, the pressure vanished completely.

An opportunist always strikes when the iron is hot, which was Yang Fei's way.

Summoning all his power, he clung the giant egg to his chest, exerting all his strength and tried to lift it.

To his amazement, the giant egg didn't budge!

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