The arrival of darkness opens the curtain for something dormant and darker than darkness.
Danger is everywhere. Bai Ya could clearly feel that the slightly disturbed water flow was mixed with strong hostility and murderous intent. He had to leave, now. But the tightly closed clam held him tightly, making it impossible to break free. So he simply picked up the clam, kicked his feet hard towards the palm of the sculpture, and left here. The entire arm suddenly collapsed and sank into the crystal stone tablet, stirring up a cloud of powder.
The size of a clam is about the size of two hands spread out and held together. Bai Ya didn't care, he put it on his waist and quickly escaped from this land of right and wrong. But where is the end? Without any light source, Bai Ya couldn't make a decision at all. He just kept relying on instinct to avoid something that kept coming at him.
It must be a dragon. It was about the same size as the red dragon and blue dragon before. But since he couldn't see it, he had to rely on the water flow and feeling to judge. But there were many dragons, and their numbers were so great that they caused chaos in the sea currents. Bai Ya kept diving, diving, into the crystal coffins standing on the seabed. In this way, at least those invisible dragons can no longer attack themselves.
This was so terrible, Bai Ya felt anxious. He hated this feeling of being deprived of his senses, and he hated anything that would take away something that was rightfully his. He clung to the hard and cold crystals and groped forward bit by bit. Occasionally, when he felt something coming from above, he lowered his head and hid himself completely in the depression, waiting until it was safe to continue moving forward.
He didn't know if the dragons could see or hear him. Although there is no doubt that the loss of the light of the orb has made them anxious. But if they just grabbed him off the ground and tore him into pieces, it wasn't impossible for these strange dragons to do it, but they didn't. Maybe there was something else interfering, or the dragons weren't completely sure of his location yet. He didn't know, and he didn't want to continue thinking about it. Bai Ya continued to move forward, as if crossing a river by feeling for stones. But he couldn't see the stone, and this wasn't a river.
Suddenly, he saw light in the distance again.
He didn't move where he was. The light approached automatically, but it wasn't directed at him. He clung to a crystal pillar and remained silent. As long as he didn't think too much about what was sealed in these crystals, Bai Ya wouldn't feel too awkward, since he couldn't see it anyway. The light came closer to him, and Bai Ya realized that it turned out to be a very, very huge, exaggeratedly large angler fish. It was as tall as several adults, with sharp teeth protruding from its lips, and the light bait on its head was like a palace lantern. Although its light is far inferior to the beads in the clam, it is not a problem to illuminate this area. There are many large anglerfish like this in the distance, as well as other luminous fish, but none of them can match the light of jewelry.
A large area of light brought by the "Palace Lantern" illuminated the place where Bai Ya was. He held his breath and pressed himself firmly against a crystal tablet, as if he were one of the many "dead". He was very worried that this fish or dragon would find him through this light, but it didn't seem to happen at the moment. He had to be careful of any passing light.
It's like an assassin entering a house to kill, hiding from the guards inside and outside the wall.
The light disappeared and the anglerfish slowly swam away. But at this time, Bai Ya had a very bad feeling. Because the light didn't last long and wasn't very bright, his focus was on himself. Therefore, he could not notice the discomfort at the first time, so after the light disappeared, he did not know why he suddenly felt an indescribable fear.
Strange fear.
Bai Ya didn't think about it. The right thing to do now is to leave this "cemetery". But where can one leave? He was brought by a strong whirlpool. Could it be... from above? This is too risky. He had never touched the "ceiling" in this darkness. It was almost infinitely high, and there was no light pouring from above.
He suddenly felt that although it was really cold here, his waist was a little warm. And this side is not the side with the clams sandwiched between them.
Thinking of this, another huge angler fish swam over. He repeated his old trick, hugged the clam tightly and lay motionless in a gap, not daring to blink. This time the fish was not as big as the previous one, and the light was not as strong as that one. The area illuminated was smaller and more blurry. But at this moment, Bai Ya suddenly realized where his inexplicable fear came from. At the same time, the fear itself—the electric shock-like tingling all over his body and the temporary paralysis and stiffness—occupied his whole body in an instant.
All the sharks were looking at him, everyone.
That was not an illusion, Bai Ya was very sure. But strictly speaking, it is not "seeing" or gazing, but facing. All the sharks sealed in the crystal were facing him, although their visions were different. Bai Ya didn't have a premonition, but he didn't care at that time. The first time he noticed the things around him and figured out what was in these crystal coffins, they were all facing the middle, towards the position where he was. At that time, he was underneath the sculpture. Therefore, even though he had been away for a long time, when the first anglerfish swam, they were still moving towards him and failed to attract Bai Ya's attention, because the scene when he first saw it was like that, it was just inconsistent with common sense. A hint of uneasiness was injected into his subconscious. At that moment, he completely understood what was abnormal and was so frightened that he could not speak.
In a world of absolute darkness, countless lifeless creatures face your direction. Follow you openly and covertly.
He tried to keep his mind clear, and the slight drowsiness disappeared. Although his mind is still calm, his body is already lying here upright, unable to move. Behind him... He turned his head stiffly and faced a pale human face. His heart was excited, but his mind was blank. But at least they were dead - for the time being, he didn't need to draw the knife out in the first place, destroy them, and cause unnecessary trouble.
By the way, the sharks have said that crystals are not transparent... so they may be reflected shadows, or they may indeed be sealed inside, but are subject to special spiritual power or magnetic field - in short, it is due to the environment. The force affects them so much that when viewed from other directions, it seems as if they only have this one plane.
Maybe...it's because of the jewelry? Interesting reading
Bai Ya's hands seemed to be able to move. He moved the clam to his chest and looked at it in confusion. His eyes seemed to penetrate the thick shell and fall on the beads inside. The images in the crystal coffin were all facing the direction of the sculpture. Could it be because they were just facing the direction of the orb?
Thinking of this, he felt a little more relaxed, but not much better.
He felt that the area around his waist was getting hotter, even a little hot. The panic slowly faded away, and the sensitivity to temperature returned to this body. He took out the heat source from his arms through the silk clothes.
Although he couldn't see it, Bai Ya knew that it was Zhe Muyu's waist badge—it belonged to Ge Shenguo's missing consort. He has forgotten about it! If he could go back, he might be able to ask those sharks. But now he had so many questions and no answers. At this moment, saving life is the most important thing.
But why does it heat up?
The Oriki Jade in the deep sea emits a faint light, very weak, but somewhat like an iron block being forged. Through the silk clothes, it exudes a slightly invisible lavender color. But this light is not enough to illuminate the way forward and serve as a guide. What's more, it's not safe here.
Bai Ya reorganized his emotions and moved forward again. The arm holding the Tridacna also held the Demon-Sealing Blade, and the other hand held the belt of the Oriki Jade. When he took a few steps forward and was about to put away the belt card, he found that the light of the belt card seemed to be brighter. It wasn't intense, but it definitely changed. If we use forged iron as an analogy, roughly, it becomes brighter at that moment, and the brightness does not decrease.
Bai Ya had a suspicion.
He tested forward, and every time he walked, he judged the brightness of this belt card. When there was any movement, he would hold the waist badge in his hand and block its light. By this method, he walked a long way until the pattern on his waist badge was completely obscured by the strong light. In this area, the number of crystal coffins seems to have decreased, but there are still smooth crystals everywhere.
There is also a crystal coffin standing here. Part of the crystal coffin sank into the ground. It was very short, only reaching his waist. Bai Ya fumbled and reached up the Zhemuyu, trying to get a look at the person inside. After all, it looks so lonely here, which inevitably makes people curious.
The hair...is black, very ordinary. The fins on the side of the face are probably covered by the hair, so nothing can be seen. But this man's expression was very painful, as if he had been tortured before being sealed... He rolled the whites of his eyes, and his pupils could not be seen. Why did he show this expression underwater? Could it be that something was strangled by the neck? Bai Ya lowered the folded wood jade and shined it on his neck. This man's skin was pale gray, and it was difficult to see any traces on it. After all, the light was too dim.
Further down, Bai Ya discovered that the man's hand was broken. The hand he stretched out had already separated from his body, and the cross section could be seen through a large mass of coagulated blood, which seemed to be quite neat. And further down, the entire crystal is red inside. Thinking at the worst, maybe his entire lower body was shattered...just like the sculpture.
Bai Ya shivered, not just because of the cold.
Because beside him... there was a circle of fallen feather crests, which had not yet fallen to the ground and were frozen by the crystal. Bai Ya remembered clearly that the little queen of Gechen Kingdom wore a similar feather crown on her head, but it was more delicate, more beautiful and more complete.
Could this be...
Bai Ya attached the oriwood jade to the crystal, and suddenly it was like a hot iron melting and slowly sinking into the big ice cube. Could it be possible to use it to rescue the person inside - probably the Prince Consort? But based on his appearance, with half of his body soaked in blood, he didn't know whether to live or die, but he could still...
Forget it, didn’t the God of Fragrance say that they would have to see their bodies even after they died?
Even so, Bai Ya still felt a little unsure. His hand holding the waist card was a little unsteady, and the Demon-Sealing Blade and Tridacna beside him could not be clamped. They suddenly fell down and lightly bumped against the crystal surface. Bai Ya bent down to pick it up and found that at some point, the clam had been released. This thing is really like a bastard. The harder you bite it, the tighter it becomes. Only by giving up the struggle can it loosen its grip.
He picked up the clam and looked through the gap. At some point, the light inside became much softer, and the color of the pearl seemed a little dim. Is it because the world on the sea is going to be dark again, so it is about to turn black?
Just when he was about to search for something, countless dragons suddenly came galloping behind him. He noticed something and immediately picked up the wakizashi and picked up the clam. But without giving him any more time to react, the leading dragon crashed straight into him and knocked him away. Before Bai Ya could feel the pain, he heard a heart-stopping sound.
The crystal was shattered. He knew this sound, it was all too familiar.
