Diving was a dangerous sport. The moment one lost consciousness due to the water pressure, one was undoubtedly doomed. The corpse would slowly fall to the bottom and get completely crushed.
On Earth, deep diving enthusiasts had to make all sorts of preparations such as ropes, balloons and other life-saving devices.
As for Yi Yun, he naturally had none of that. He had to rely on his own assessments.
“Splash! Splash!”
In the quiet depths underwater, Yi Yun could hear his own heartbeat and even the sound of his blood flowing.
The sunlight in the mountains was already dimmer, but at these deep depths, one could say that Yi Yun was totally surrounded by darkness. Under a quiet, dark and high-pressure environment, the only thing that Yi Yun could clearly feel was the Purple Crystal Origins in his chest. That cool feeling flowed through his bloodstream.
This cool feeling was like the fountain of life in fairy tales. Although it was extremely weak, it could ensure Yi Yun’s survivability. It allowed Yi Yun to stay conscious under such extreme conditions.