Zhou Qiucheng was suppressed inside the Exquisite Pagoda. His eyes looked toward the heart of Jinling City, where blue light shot into the heavens, and a grave look appeared in his gaze. "I need time!"
Let us set Zhou Qiucheng's matter aside, and set the Shen family's matter aside. Zhang Chen, Tu Shan Qing, and Tiger Strength Great Immortal entered the great tomb together. In an instant, they were plunged into darkness, unable to see their hands before their faces. The entire void seemed like a sealed chamber.
Darkness was not frightening. What was frightening was that the three of them began rapidly falling through the darkness, seized by an indescribable sensation of weightlessness.
"Careful! The Ancient Tomb is packed with mechanisms. We absolutely cannot fall recklessly!" Tu Shan Qing cried out in alarm.
"My Flight Divine Power has actually failed!" Tiger Strength Great Immortal exclaimed, his voice full of panic.
"There is Weak Water below, capable of drowning all things between Heaven and Earth. Though you are an Eleventh Order existence, you still cannot fly across Weak Water that even a Feather Cannot Cross!" Zhang Chen said calmly in the darkness.
His Water Control Technique could sense distances of four to five thousand meters. The water currents throughout the underground space were easily grasped by his perception. The next moment, the Weak Water rose into the air, froze into ice, and formed a stone platform that held the three of them aloft, giving them a place to stand.
"Excellent technique!" Though Tiger Strength Great Immortal could not see what was happening in the darkness, he could sense the fluctuations of Zhang Chen's power and could not help praising him. "Weak Water is so formidable, yet you have mastered the power to control it. I truly underestimated you."
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