“We meet again.”

Shui Wuhen’s voice was low and calm. His gaze lingered on Chen Ping for a moment before turning to Lan Yuan, “What happened?”

Lan Yuan quickly recounted what had happened on Bibo Island.

How they infiltrated through the underwater fissures, how they fell into the trap of the sinking sea, how Chen Ping blocked the attack of three second-rank elders of the Great Luo Golden Immortals, and how the shallow sea and deep currents unleashed a tsunami to cover their retreat.

And how Chen Ping used the power of chaos to conceal their presence and flew them away from Bibo Island.

Shui Wuhen listened without changing his expression, but the flow of water around him accelerated slightly, like an undercurrent churning in the depths.

After Lan Yuan finished speaking, he remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, “You mean… he used a power to isolate you from the suppression of the Heavenly Laws?”