In this eye of White Dragon River, the water was rapid, but silent.
White streams of water had been spinning swiftly and quietly. If one looked at it for a while, one would feel that everything was just an illusion. The white water streams silently condensed into a loop-shaped whirlpool, moving all the way down from the water surface. The whirlpool was so deep that one couldn't see the bottom.
Ji Hao drifted with the water, letting the water bring his body down.
What surprised him was that he didn't see a single water-kind spirit creature along the way. This was a great eye of White Dragon River, but except for countless small water-kind spirit creatures in the eighteen floating mountains above the water surface, the water was completely clean.
Obviously, the river God had spent a great deal of effort on this eye of White Dragon River. He dove all the way down from the water surface. On the mountains surrounding the whirlpool, human-head-sized luminous pearls were inlaid in every three-hundred meters.
The vast expanse of white pearl-like light illuminated the mouth of the river. There were no impurities in the abnormally clear river water. It was so clean that it made people's hair stand on end. They always felt that great danger was hidden in this ridiculously clear water.
Diving down for ten-thousand meters, Ji Hao was carried by the water stream and passed by a red underwater mountain. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few green spell symbols carved on the flat mountain.
These twisted spell symbols should be from the ancient spirit creatures. Illuminated by the white pearl-light, the green color of these spell symbols gave a cold and evil vibe.
When Ji Hao's body flashed across these spell symbols, he faintly sensed an indescribable forcefield sweeping across his body. With his current body, he was able to fight against a powerful dragon king like Cloud Dream Dragon King without falling into a disadvantage. But now, he still sensed a coldness from the marrow of his bones.
The deeper he dove, the more spell symbols like this one were, and the denser they were. The cold power in the whirlpool grew stronger and stronger. Ji Hao tried to move his hands, but his ten fingers were all slightly stiff because of the cold power.
Diving down for ten-thousand meters, extremely thin ice flakes appeared in the clear whirlpool. White, matt-sized ice flakes floated orderly in the whirlpool, controlled by the cold force field released from those spell symbols. No matter how fast the water in the whirlpool struck, those ice flakes remained perfectly motionless.
Ji Hao was in a big trouble. Carelessly, he bumped into an upright ice flake by the water stream.
The golden bridge quaked slightly, then Ji Hao twisted his body and brushed against the edge of that ice flake. While passing by this ice flake, Ji Hao took out a tungsten steel ingot and gently rubbed it against the edge of the ice flake. The ice flake remained perfectly unharmed, while the tungsten steel ingot was silently cut into two.
"Interesting!" Ji Hao packed the cut tungsten steel ingot back, then focused his mind and carefully looked forward.
Countless erect ice flakes roared towards Ji Hao's face, as if they were countless sharp blades hacking down from the sky. The rapidly flowing water brought Ji Hao's body swiftly and swiftly towards those ice flakes, which were thickly lined up in a straight line. The golden bridge adjusted its moving direction automatically, helping Ji Hao easily dodge those ice flakes, which were less than three meters away from each other and were in complicated positions.
Ordinary people, even water-kind spirit creatures who were good at swimming, if they fell into the eye of the river and made a slight mistake, they would be carried by the water currents into these ice flakes. It was not hard to imagine how miserable they would be if they were sliced into pieces.
Ji Hao couldn't help but nod silently. This White Dragon River God should be a smart one, as he skillfully set up such a magical defensive magic formation with the geographical advantage. This defensive magic formation seemed to be simple and ordinary, but ordinary people couldn't possibly dive so deep into the water.
Being dragged down by the water stream for quite a while, the white ice flakes gradually turned light-blue. As more and more green spell symbols appeared on the surface of the mountain, the light-blue ice flakes gradually turned cyan-green.
The cold force field grew stronger and stronger, and the surrounding clear water became especially heavy and sticky because of the cold force field.
If the specific gravity of the water in the eye of White Dragon River was one, after Ji Hao dove down for three-hundred-thousand meters, the specific gravity of the faintly blue water in this area had already reached over three-hundred-thousand meters. Added with the heavy water pressure, even ordinary Senior Magi would be crushed into meat pancakes in this place.
The water flowed faster and faster down the whirlpool. What floated in the water were no longer matt-sized ice flakes, but dark-green ice threads.
These tens of meters long ice threads stood in the swiftly spinning water stream. No matter how hard the water flowed, these ice threads remained perfectly motionless. When the water flowed swiftly across these ice threads, these ice threads would faintly glow.
Ji Hao listened carefully and faintly, he heard the screams of ghosts from time to time.
Tiny spell symbols constantly darted out from the surface of these dark-green ice threads. These misty spell symbols had long and thin trails of smoke behind them. They revolved around the ice threads for a while along with faint ghost howling sounds, then plunged back into the ice threads.
Ji Hao looked at these soft and extremely sharp dark-green ice threads, and somehow felt that these things were familiar.
Ji Hao recalled the scriptures about the great Dao taught by Yu Yu, the tool-crafting skills taught by Po, and all the other knowledge he learned from the Magi Palace. With his great spirit power, Ji Hao quickly found something similar to these ice threads.
That was recorded in Po's tool-crafting skills — pre-world dark killing threads!
This was an extremely rare material, even back in the prehistorical era. It could be said to be a treasure that could release pre-world negative power to an extreme. This kind of dark power was extremely soft and tenacious. Except for a few kinds of pure positive power, such as essence sun fire, nothing could resist it.
However, these pre-world dark killing threads were extremely soft and hard to deal with. Even the essence sun fire couldn't destroy these pre-world dark killing threads if the fire power wasn't strong enough. Even powerful beings could control the essence sun fire with their supreme powers, but it would still take them quite a long time to melt these pre-world dark killing threads.
According to Po's tool-crafting skills, back in the prehistorical era, if a powerful spirit creature could collect these pre-world dark killing threads and make them into a spirit treasure, that spirit treasure would definitely be able to dominate a certain area for a while. Ordinary powerful beings like Priest Corpse couldn't possibly do anything to them.
The dark-green pre-world dark killing threads could already be counted as top-grade ones. If they turned purely black, they would be top-grade ones, and if they turned completely gray and transparent, they would be supreme ones. As long as one was skilled enough in tool-crafting, it was possible to make pre-world level treasures with these pre-world dark killing threads.
"White Dragon River God!" Ji Hao silently clicked his tongue. These pre-world dark killing threads in White Dragon River God's eyes were all natural treasures! These things couldn't be wasted, and Ji Hao had to collect them all later.
Diving deeper and deeper, the water pressure grew greater and greater, and the cold power in the water grew stronger and stronger. The dark-green pre-world dark killing threads gradually turned black, and the deeper Ji Hao went, the darker and shinier they became.
The shrill screams of spirit creatures grew louder and louder. Ji Hao even felt that his scalp was going to explode, and even his seed of Dao of sun was shaking slightly.
Diving deeper for ninety-thousand meters, Ji Hao faintly saw a large underwater city down there, and the pre-world dark killing threads around Ji Hao had turned gray.
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