Xue Changqing, Feng Yun, and the others stared blankly from midair at the half-submerged tombstone poking out of the water.
The tombstone was not small, but... how could it possibly hold hundreds of thousands of people? Every single genius was dumbfounded. Not to mention anything else, there was not even a place to moor their boats.
Countless experts flew back and forth, hauling huge stones to use as anchors and tying them down to keep the boats from sinking, which at least made them steadier on the water. Otherwise, they could only spin round and round in place.
But the water here was far too deep. Where could they find ropes that long?
So, in reality, those so-called "anchors" were merely floating beneath the water. Whenever a gust of wind came, every boat rose and fell and swayed from side to side...
Those with previous experience on the water fared somewhat better. As for those without such experience, regardless of how highly skilled they were, they all shared the same feeling: dizzy!
They had not the slightest sense of stability.
This could even be considered the most stable and peaceful battle for a divine tomb in history!
Nobody could stand steadily, let alone fight to the death.
Feng Yun, Xue Changqing, Dong Yuanping, She Menglong, and everyone else had faces as pale as paper.
Because... none of them had any real experience! The fact that several leaders forcefully held back their vomit had already done a great deal for the reputation of Yan Nan, Dongfang Sansan, and the other leaders.
Because those who had vomited from spinning around here numbered not one or two, nor one or two hundred.
There were tens of thousands of them! Those who had vomited felt embarrassed, so they desperately began stirring up the water.