At the end of the deep pool, nestled against an ancient peak of black, the water rushed down to form a breathtaking natural waterfall.
In the wildly cascading waters of the waterfall, making a clamorous sound, were not the echoes of spring water clashing against rocks, but countless white bone skulls tumbling in the splashing waterfall and sinking into the depths of the deep pool.
This scene was indeed horrifying and spectacular. No one knew how long those white bone skulls had been dead; the cheerless cheekbones, the black hollows of the eye sockets, and the pale crania had lost all signs of life, yet they still sohow emitted a strange sense of soul aura.
That tinge of soul aura was incredibly faint, yet each one of the human skulls here possessed it.
When these traces and threads accumulated, they ford an extrely terrifying and powerful soul aura atmosphere, with resentnt reaching the heavens!
Upon arriving at this deep pool, the sword energy spirit, looking like a child, instantly showed a hint of fear on its face and refused to move forward, dissipating into whiffs of Sword Qi that drifted into the wilderness.
A Cultivator turned deathly pale, obviously frightened by the scene before him, and he stamred while he spoke, "Young Marquis, what... what does this an?"
Lin Zheng, who could communicate spiritually with the sword energy spirit, furrowed his brows tightly, suppressing the excitent in his eyes, "The Sword Energy Spirit says that this deep pool is exactly where the Dragon Tail earth vein is located."
The nad Cultivator was struck speechless.
The Dragon Tail earth vein... was born in such a bizarre place?
"So... then... where shall we go to find the Dragon Ball?" the Cultivator asked resentfully.
Lin Zheng’s locked brows did not ease, and he looked solemnly at the deep pool and waterfall, speaking in a deep voice, "The little guy said that the Dragon Slayer Sword, which seals the Netherworld Dragon’s tail, is ranked fifth among the six swords, controlling the world’s most powerful Spatial Power. Its three thousand Sword Qis could split and cut out three thousand different Daoist Spaces.
And one of those Daoist Spaces is directly connected to the heartland of the Netherworld Dragon. To find the Dragon Ball, one must first dive deep into the bottom of the pool, not just to find the sword but also to deduce and infer the exact spatial locations among those three thousand Sword Qis."
Although they had found the Dragon Tail earth vein, as expected, the search for the Dragon Ball was not as simple as Lin Zheng had imagined.
Lin Zheng stood on the shore of the deep pool and gazed for a long ti, sighing deeply, "I’ll go down and take a look first. If there’s no great danger, the rest of you can follow."
The colors of the Cultivators’ faces changed drastically, "No, Young Marquis, how can we allow soone of your exalted stature to take such a risk for our sake?"
"Yes, yes, let’s reconsider our strategy; we must not act rashly."
Each word and sentence from this group was filled with concern, but Baili An rembered that last night, when hunting for the Sword Energy Spirit, not a single one of them had accompanied Lin Zheng.
Instead, they had let this esteed Young Marquis fight arduously outside with his personal Attendant to achieve such results.
Unless sothing unexpected happened, these Cultivators must first weep profusely, then reluctantly be persuaded with tears, and finally, with gratitude and admiration, watch Lin Zheng go forth to explore the path.
Just as Lin Zheng and the others were in the midst of a tug-of-war, Ye Shu, looking unwell, stepped forward, pulling Lin Zheng back towards the edge of the deep pool, and said, "If you want to be a leader, you also need to act like one. I’m not dead yet; when is it your turn to take the lead?"
Without waiting for Lin Zheng’s response, Ye Shu took off his outer garnt, without wasting words on those people, and decisively leaped into the deep pool, causing a spray of water droplets.
The mont his figure subrged, the countless human skulls washed to the bottom of the pool by the waterfall surged up like whitefish, ravenously swarming towards Ye Shu as if bloodsuckers had sniffed fresh blood, wildly enveloping him and dragging him into the depths of the lake.
The incident happened so quickly that no one had ti to react before Ye Shu’s silhouette vanished from sight, as if he had never existed.
Everyone’s faces turned ghostly pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, their eyes widened in terror.
Lin Zheng stood stunned on the spot for three full breaths, then ca to a startling realization of what had happened; his body shook, and the blood drained from his face.
He instinctively rushed towards the edge of the deep pool, but Baili An stepped in the way to stop him.
"There’s no scent of blood rising; calm down, Young Marquis. Ye Shu should still be alive."
Although the waters of the pool were chillingly cold, Baili An’s acute sensitivity to blood as a corpse demon was beyond imagination.
The instant those human skulls swallowed Ye Shu, he detected no hint of blood scent.
This implied that Ye Shu had not been injured.
"Exactly, exactly, Si Chen makes a valid point. Young Marquis, see how there’s not a trace of blood on the water’s surface. It seems those white bone skulls are rely frightening to look at, with no real harm. Please, don’t be rash and let us wait and observe for a while," the surrounding Cultivators said with much less confidence than Baili An, still shaken by the terrifying scene they had just witnessed.
Even though they heard Baili An ntion the absence of a blood sll, with the deep water as such, who could guarantee that the kid hadn’t been chewed up and swallowed whole by the Yin ghost?
They were counting on Young Marquis Lin to lead them safely out of the Demon World and naturally wouldn’t allow any mishap to befall him easily.
Under the collective consolation and urging of the group, Lin Zheng’s dark expression did not improve one bit; however, at that mont, other than waiting, he realized he couldn’t do anything else.
Baili An stood quietly at the edge of the deep pool, with pupils darkened by spreading venom appearing calm and still.
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