The air around him was cold.
Gu Qingshan felt himself floating.
First he floated, then slowly sank into the water.
Down and down he sank.
Until he reached the Bottom of the Water Abyss, an eternal darkness.
There was nothing here.
Only endless suffocation and despair.
"Am I going to die?"
Gu Qingshan wondered silently.
If that was really the case, it meant that the people he had summoned couldn't heal his injuries.
Xiao Lou and Li An must have been caught up in the battle, too.
They had died as well.
Otherwise, they would have saved him.
What a disaster.
Gu Qingshan felt a little sad.
He waited a few more breaths.
Suffocation, cold, despair, dead silence.
The sensations stayed with him, unchanged.
"Strange. If I'm dead, why am I still here? Shouldn't I have gone to the Yellow Springs?"
"If I'm not dead, what am I doing here?"
Gu Qingshan wondered silently.
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he realized he could move his eyes.
He opened them—
All around him stretched a frozen darkness, bone-chilling and unfathomably deep.
Gu Qingshan opened his mouth and called out, "Is anyone there?"
No sound came.
No sound escaped his mouth.
It was like being in a vacuum, but not quite.
His whole body floated helplessly.
Suddenly,
Far away in the depths of the darkness, a faint point of light appeared.
It slowly flew toward Gu Qingshan.
There was nothing he could do but float there, waiting for the light to draw near.
At last, it reached him.
A voice slowly rang out from within its radiance:
"Gu Qingshan, I need your help."
As soon as Gu Qingshan heard the voice, he recognized it.
It was the Six Paths World-Defining Divine Sword.
"I can barely keep myself alive right