His keen perception, a gift from the Spirit-Attracting Fishing Technique, worked in tandem with the perfect concealment of the Origin-Returning Breath-Sealing Art. Even underwater, he could clearly detect the subtlest disturbances in the current.
Although the whirlpool's power had waned, the lingering, chaotic trail of the current served as a guide.
He followed the unique rhythm of the water as it was blocked, split, and swirled by the reefs. Combining this with his observations of the nearby reef distribution, he quickly pinpointed the most likely direction Liu Han had been swept.
It was a hidden shoal, formed by several massive, jaggedly interlocking reefs.
Chen Qing approached the reef-filled area, his body pressed against the rough rock wall as he slowly surfaced.
The wind and snow battered the reefs with a mournful cry. The surroundings were deathly silent, save for the splashing of waves against the shore.
