Bai Ya didn't know where he was being taken by the mysterious current. When he finally regained control of his body, there was only boundless darkness around him, almost exactly the same scene he saw when he first arrived under the sea.
It was so cold here, and he finally felt the chill of the deep sea that he had never noticed before. Perhaps the coldness here is really strong enough to peel off the protection of the silk clothes. Where does this coldness come from? Where is this place? Bai Ya didn't know at all, let alone whether he should be grateful or sad for his survival.
He looked around, trying to find any clues. Fortunately, the Demon-Sealing Blade was still in his hand. He held it in his mouth, pulled out the scimitar from behind with his backhand, and waved it up and down to test whether there was anything around him that he couldn't see. Compared to the dark and narrow cave we just came from, this place is quite big, so big that we don’t know the boundaries, and we can’t even notice the top and bottom.
There was no current, and Bai Ya couldn't tell the direction at all. What's even worse is that his intuition tells him that he is definitely not the only one here - no, in terms of humans, maybe he is really the only one, but what could the others be? Bai Ya's unique intuition told him that there seemed to be some long and narrow figure slowly sliding under his body. It’s the same thing above and in the distance.
He couldn't hear any sound, and his breathing through Guoyi seemed particularly heavy and loud. He was afraid of provoking something he shouldn't provoke. He was quite sure that there were several, even dozens, of dragons like before here, but they hadn't discovered him yet. At this time, his feet suddenly touched something. Bai Ya's center of gravity was unstable and he fell forward. The hand holding the knife immediately released his ring finger and little finger to support himself. The knife hit a stone or other hard object and made a crisp sound, which made his heart tense. Fortunately, he maintained his movements for a while and no other abnormalities occurred.
Bai Ya felt his fingers on a certain slope. And he finally understood that he had been in a sinking state just now - he didn't even notice it. Now he reached the very bottom of the area. He stood up, tried to take steps, and slowly stretched out his scimitar from left to right to test. He thought that he must be like a funny snail at this moment.
The ground is very hard and uneven. It is not ordinary sand or rocks. Some parts are slippery, like ice. Occasionally, his knife would hit a stone pillar or some other hard object, so he would avoid it. After wandering here for a while, he found nothing, and he couldn't even draw a topographic map of this area in his mind.
Suddenly he saw a glimmer of light.
Even though it was an extremely small amount of light, Bai Ya could still see a vague outline. Then, he realized that there was a faint light coming from a certain direction, causing the smooth stones to reflect it. This scene was also so similar to when he woke up at the bottom of the sea before, like some kind of guidance. He almost suspected it was a dream.
Bai Ya walked forward along the light. Slowly, he could see a small white dot. The white dot was really very small, very weak, like the most distant star with the weakest light in the vast dark night. Sometimes, the white spot would suddenly lose its luster, only to reappear shortly after, as if the shadow of something had passed over it.
The closer it is, the higher the light spot becomes. Bai Ya gradually realized that the point was farther up than he thought. But he was not going to swim upstream. It would be dangerous to leave himself in a completely suspended state. At least it could provide some hiding places. What's more, going all the way upstream will definitely consume a lot of energy. He hadn't eaten for a long time, and Bai Ya knew very well that he shouldn't get into any difficult battle at this moment.
Finally, he came to the point where the ground was almost closest to the light.
That light was hidden, as if it were in a slightly open box, and some light escaped. The light source should be very bright, with incredible penetrating power. It seems to be placed high in a building. architecture? Is there such a thing under the sea? Or something that sank? In the process of getting closer to him, Bai Ya felt that he was approaching a miniature sun, high and bright, but not as warm.
Then, he was finally able to see what these "stone pillars" around him were.
A coffin...or a tombstone.
This is a metaphor, they are not the traditional pentahedron made of wooden boards with a lid. But in Bai Ya's eyes, the two have the same meaning. They are coffins that belong exclusively to the sharks...
They are located here in various directions, sealed by transparent multi-faceted crystals. The crystal is transparent, and the sharks are sealed inside in various postures, unable to move. The bodies and tails of those sharks are still bright and shiny, vivid and fresh, just like they were when they were alive. It's like time has frozen quietly, cherishing them forever.
Their expressions are so... various. Some people are frightened, their faces are incredibly distorted, and they are trying to escape from somewhere; some people are sad, with unspeakable despair rolling between their brows, and their hands are folded on their chests as if praying; some people are confused, with their lips slightly open, as if they don't know. What kind of situation are they facing? Others just look back, and their lives are forever frozen in that confused moment...
They are silent and sinking, not knowing what tomorrow will bring. Harmonious
Maybe after all this time, they're dead...or maybe not. Bai Ya didn't dare to think about it, he only felt a chill.
Did he just fumble for these things—nameless inscriptions and other things along the way? He felt that his fingertips were getting colder, almost freezing and falling off his hands. He tried to move his hands, but they were too cold to feel anything. The cold Demon-Sealing Blade is still clenched between the teeth, and they are trembling, as if they will loosen at any time, and all of them will slip off.
Did these sharks encounter danger here, or were they thrown here after encountering danger? Are they all warriors who came to make wishes or try to regain ownership of the orb after the Crystal Palace was occupied by the Dragon Clan? Bai Ya has no way of knowing. He just raised his head and looked at the place glowing with white light.
Oh - it wasn't a building, he saw clearly. It was a sculpture, or rather, half a sculpture. Bai Ya originally thought it was about the same size as the stone statues in the Temple of War, but he soon realized that this thing just lacked contrast in the darkness. After he got closer, he found that even if only the upper body of the statue was left, it was much taller than the statue of the Queen in the Temple of War.
What kind of material is that? Is it male or female? Bai Ya didn't know because it was so badly corroded. Logically speaking, this place where there is no sky, no life, and no water flow should not have the statue so mottled. But it looked so pitiful, more seriously damaged than the previous stone dragon, at least the latter was still intact. It may have fallen from a place prone to erosion, or someone may have placed it here, otherwise it wouldn't be two halves. The lower body may be missing, not here, or broken into countless pieces, accompanying these rows of crystal coffins.
Bai Ya put away the two knives. Even though his mouth was a little sore, he still insisted on biting the Demon-Sealing Blade with his teeth. He stretched out his hands and tried to climb up from the back of the statue. Although it is not smooth, it is very brittle and Bai Ya can easily break off the powder from it. His legs swing to help him swim upwards. If he accidentally touches the sculpture, a piece of it will be kicked off. He must be extremely cautious.
After carefully standing on the sculpture's shoulders, Bai Ya realized an astonishing fact.
It's not a shark, Bai Ya is 100% sure - because it has human ears.
This is really... interesting.
The light source is in the figure's outstretched, raised hands. Bai Ya looked around, but he still felt very uncomfortable, and the feeling of being watched in secret lingered. But he couldn't care so much, he just continued to move forward, swimming along the slender arm to the light source. It was placed inside a strange shell. Bai Ya thought it was a box before. The shell was half open, and the light inside cut its body like a knife.
The shell is huge, but dwarfs it in the palm of the sculpture. Bai Ya stretched out his hand and gestured. Its size could probably be held by an ordinary person with one hand, but it was safer to hold it with two hands. It is thick, has regularly wavy edges, and is very white on the outside. Bai Ya realized that this shellfish should be a clam, and it was a fossil of a clam. He had heard that living clams should have a unique color, like a fleshy film, but this one didn't.
He tried to keep his body parallel to the palm of the sculpture and looked directly at the strong light.
It was not as dazzling as he expected, and he saw a circular outline. Could it be...could this be the most precious treasure of the Sharman clan? Maybe it's even one of the magic weapons that make up the large-scale barrier of the Nine Heavens Kingdom? He was a little excited, and this emotion almost overshadowed the intense loneliness he felt before. Although the jewelry is smaller than Liuli Xin and Lan Bao, as a pearl, it can be said to be ridiculously large.
He thought for a moment and tried to reach out and touch the pearl inside. Now, the time on land is daytime, right? Because pearls are white... Just when he thought of this, before he put his hand in, the container suddenly seemed to sense something and closed abruptly. Bai Ya was overwhelmed by the sudden darkness. He subconsciously withdrew his hand, but felt a special friction.
It's over, the silk clothes covering his hands were caught.
what happened? Isn’t this clam dead? It’s not a living shell, so why is it so sensitive to water flow? Bai Ya tried to swim backwards, his silk clothes were stretched very long, and the fabric at the ends of his legs became shorter and shorter. He didn't dare to take any chances, as this might damage the fabric. And in this deep sea, if Xiaoyi had a slight break, he was afraid that he would be dead.
What's even more frightening is that in the deathly silence, a restless voice suddenly appeared. The crisis was imminent and approaching him rapidly.
They come from all directions.
