NOVEL WEB Chapter 84: The Sun
"Will we... die?"
A Treasure Ship sailed alone on the lake.
After entering the Secret Tomb, it was still a boundless expanse of water, the Heavenly Peak dim, and all around seemed to be immersed in chaos, with no light visible at all.
A faint Primordial Light burned on the large ship, barely covering a narrow patch of brightness.
The Bingyou, this Treasure Ship crowded with the wounded, now drifted like a lone duckweed in the Earth Abyss Lake... Half an hour ago, everything was not like this. Some dozen Great Chu Treasure Ships were surrounding the main ship of Sect Master Wu, heading toward the main gate of the Bai Ze Secret Tomb, but the moment they crossed the gate, everything changed: the Primordial Energy light extinguished, the night descended with miasma, and even two Treasure Ships only tens of feet apart lost contact. All sounds and light sources were completely extinguished. Gathered by the "Mountain Shifting Technique", everyone was ruthlessly separated the moment they stepped into the Bai Ze Secret Tomb, and the only solace was that at least this Treasure Ship had not been dismantled or broken.
Disciples of the Longevity House, messengers from the Refining Department, and temporarily recruited advisors and Loose Cultivators of Xuanzhui Mountain.
All squeezed under this tiny Primordial Fire light shield.
The Great Chu Treasure Ship, capable of crossing thousands of miles, brought a considerable amount of Primordial Stones from the Imperial City to the South Border, yet now all the Primordial Stones on this Treasure Ship had been completely drained, reduced to waste residue. This large ship was no different from a Mortal World ship, unable to fly, or even sail on its own, now only banished by the undercurrents of the lake, and no one knew the Bingyou's destination.
Falling into the Earth Abyss was actually not frightening.
What was terrifying was to die so alone.
The Bingyou's current state was poor, for the Bai Ze Secret Tomb was constantly devouring Primordial Energy. Here, were all the injured from a great battle, but the Spirit Treasure Talismans meant to heal wounds and Primordial Energy were all being drained by the Secret Tomb.
"Don't give up."
A disciple of the Longevity House comforted, saying: "Chairman Qin... Master Qian Lian... and Ye Ancestor... they will definitely come back to save us."
The Primordial Fire light shield burned above the mast.
Everyone offered a wisp of Primordial Energy...
In a desperate situation, such words could warm people's hearts, but could not change the cruel reality.
The Bingyou's Primordial Energy couldn't last much longer.
A fierce wind suddenly rose.
The Primordial Fire lanterns hanging from the mast wobbled violently.
For a moment, the gathered light and fire seemed to scatter like raindrops being sprayed all over.
Rumble!
The Treasure Ship seemed to crash into something, emitting a low, piercing rumble, likely a reef. The Refining Department messenger leaning against the railing summoned the Observing Treasure, looking with the aid of Divine Thought...
At the end of the dark abyss, the vague silhouette of a massive palace appeared.
"Ahead..."
Someone murmured, their voice filled with shock, disbelief.
"It seems to be the shore?"
...
...
"Master Qian Lian."
The Xuanzhui Mountain's main ship drifted alone in the middle of the lake.
After entering the Secret Tomb.
The main ship lost contact with other Treasure Ships, and the little Taoist Su Hong nervously clutched at his master's sleeve, asking in a low voice: "There won't be a problem with the Bingyou, right?"
"..."
Qin Qianlian thought for a moment, shook his head: "It's pointless to think too much now."
Entering the Earth Abyss, into the Secret Tomb.
Everything that happened was beyond anyone's control.
"Do you think, these Abyss encounters, could they also be part of Lu Yuzhen's calculations?" Su Hong's voice was tense.
"Impossible."
Qin Baihuang spoke.
He spoke very confidently: "This Bai Ze Secret Tomb requires a massive amount of Primordial Energy to open... The Secret Tomb has absorbed nearly a thousand years of Heaven and Earth's essence, yet hasn't opened. Where could Lu Yuzhen get enough to fill the Secret Tomb? Even if he could open it alone, why provoke Great Chu? There's no need for tonight's assassination plot."
Silently getting rich is the best choice.
The little Taoist was thoughtful.
"So... we opened the Secret Tomb and were the first cultivators to step inside?"
"As it stands, yes."
Qian San calmly said, "Let's consider it... a blessing in disguise. It's just that those Evil Cultivators will soon catch up. Fighting here gives them the upper hand."
Due to the properties of the Earth Abyss, besides the Yin God Venerable who comprehended the Tao Realm, and Martial Artists in Body Refinement.
The majority of Great Chu Cultivators find it difficult to wield their combat power...
The Bai Ze Secret Tomb constantly absorbs Primordial Energy.
The Evil Cultivators from the Three Great Sects are accustomed to this. The South Border is barren, and lacking Primordial Energy, they turned to evil practices. Fighting in the Earth Abyss, they're more at home.
While speaking.
The bowels of the large ship emitted a crashing sound.
"Reached the shore?"
Qin Baihuang frowned, his Divine Thought constantly overseeing the ship, and now clearly sensed a solid ground ahead.
Qin Qianlian clenched his fist lightly, struck forward.
Thunder Techniques roared.
A bolt of lightning reverberated, instantly engulfed by the black mist, but that flash was enough to illuminate the majestic palace ahead.
"We've really reached the shore."
Qin Baihuang took a deep breath and issued orders.
All Yin Gods on the Xuanzhui Mountain's main ship stood ready, disciples of the Northern County Family formed neat rows, though they had gone through a fierce battle, the main ship retained substantial strength, plus Qin Qianlian... nearly a hundred cultivators awaited.
"I plan to lead people off the ship, and as for the Longevity House..."
Qin Baihuang glanced at Qin Qianlian.
"You just give the order."
Qin Qianlian said coolly: "Naturally, I have to disembark too, or should we just keep drifting on this ghost lake?"
"Good!"
Qin Baihuang nodded, said solemnly: "Xuanzhui Mountain's cultivators, listen to my command—follow me and disembark!"