"Go back?"
Dragon Tiger Daoist was surprised.
"We don't have any other choice if we don't go back. We took a round-trip boat, but we didn't get anywhere, did we?"
Jiang Qiao smiled.
"Let's go."
"Let's head back and take a look."
"Maybe that female ghost has already left?"
"At worst..."
"We can stay by the exit. If the female ghost comes, we can just jump back down."
This place...
The longer they stayed, the stranger it seemed.
He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was an utterly terrifying, chilling feeling in the air.
His "Dual Pupils" were restricted.
He couldn't see very far.
Yet the more that was the case, the stronger the unease in his heart became.
Without another word, Jiang Qiao flipped over the railing and jumped straight from the deck into the water.
Splash—
The bone-chilling water instantly enveloped him.
Without hesitation, he spread his arms and swam toward the smooth stone wall. Dragon Tiger Daoist sighed helplessly and jumped in after him. One after the other, they carved two thin ripples across the pitch-black water.
The water was cold.
A few degrees colder than when they had first entered.
Jiang Qiao could feel the chill seeping into the cracks of his bones, as though something in the water was swimming close against his skin.
But with his current physique...
This much cold was nothing. At most, it made him somewhat uncomfortable.
The distance of a dozen or so meters was quickly crossed.
The stone wall stood before them.
It was as smooth as a gigantic mirror, without a single protrusion or indentation to use as a foothold.
"This thing really isn't easy to climb."
Dragon Tiger Daoist swam up to the stone wall and looked up at the Tomb Entrance, hundreds of meters