A death rattle that was guaranteed to trigger, and even homed in on its target.
He had gained a lot in a short time, but the situation was getting worse by the moment.
Three Brain Jellyfish had left him with three times the power of the Stars' Dismemberment, and there was no sign of it letting up.
Fortunately, the King of Prison Break was built to take a beating. Put someone with a slightly weaker constitution in his place, and they probably wouldn't be strolling around so leisurely.
The Sea of Ashes really was perilous.
In the blink of an eye, Number Three, the Star Gazer who'd been leading the way, had fallen too. Fu Qian sighed, then kept moving.
As the saying went, fortune favored the bold. Weren't three death rattles also three legacies to carry on?
As fellow scholars, how could they let that stop them from pressing on?
The dangers awaiting them at the crash site only grew more intriguing.
So what he needed to find next was a Twelve-faced Hourglass—hiss!
At one point, Fu Qian turned his head, his gaze falling once more on the wall beside him.
This time, there was a door in it, albeit one set sideways.
The farther in he went, the more keenly he could feel the chaos.
The wall before him felt like a sheet of paper crumpled with brute force.
And Fu Qian hadn't stopped because he'd spotted some pattern, notes, or dragon script on the wall. The reason was simple: it seemed he'd disturbed another Brain Jellyfish.
Crack!
The almost completely warped door was forced open once more.
Beyond it was no longer a corridor or anything of the sort, but a sunken platform.
It had clearly been round originally, but it too had suffered damage. It had