As the conference proceeded as scheduled, with every disturbance settled into the dust, and the major bases launching secret operations for the coming Operation: All Out War, the influential figures across China were thrown into an uproar.
Chu Han, the supreme commander of the Wolf Fang Regiment, remained utterly unaware as he fumbled his way through the Water Tribe's tomb in the Yang Valley of Yin Yang Valley...
This was a freshwater lake. After leaving that enormous chamber, Chu Han had arrived here. It was so dim that he could not make out what lay around him, and only the pool before him blocked his path.
"A dead end?" Wang Cai sounded disappointed. "We got through the pressure passage and dealt with the water mermaids' attacks, only to hit another dead end here? Tell me, are they forcing us to go back the way we came?"
"The problem is, even if we wanted to go back, we can't find the way anymore." Chu Han spoke faintly and looked over his shoulder.
That enormous chamber they had come through was still there, but the path itself had completely vanished.
Wang Cai's face went pale, though given the color of its fur, that pallor was practically invisible.
Its voice took on a tearful edge. "I told you we shouldn't have come in, but you just wouldn't listen."
Chu Han held the Golden Scales in his hand. After glancing at the surface of the pool, he flashed a brilliant smile. "Since the Water Tribe is a water tribe, it doesn't seem strange for their graveyard to be underwater."
Wang Cai stared at Chu Han in horror. "Don't tell me you're going to dive in. I can't swim."
"Neither can I." As soon as Chu Han said that, he jumped into the water with