Chen Lin followed the others off the island, lost in concentrated thought.
From what Xiao Buyi had said, the number of Double-Headed Babies here had also inexplicably dwindled. That made the Double-Headed Baby Flowers in his possession an important bargaining chip.
Zhuo Shengkong had not entered the Central Area yet, most likely because he still had not obtained a Double-Headed Baby Flower. If that was the case, any trade Chen Lin proposed was bound to succeed.
So if he saw Zhuo Shengkong, he would have to set aside their previous grievances and put the bigger picture first.
Entering the water along the island's edge, Chen Lin sank steadily downward.
Before long, he reached the deep waters thick with Yin-Cold Aura.
From a distance, he saw Xiao Buyi and the man in white enter directly without using any treasures to protect themselves.
He did not dare act rashly, however, and stopped.
The seawater here formed a dividing line. Above it, the water was perfectly clear; below it, utterly murky. The two were as distinct as the Jing and Wei rivers.
The intensity of the yin cold qi was also as different as heaven and earth.
The moment he touched the murky region, it felt as though he had fallen into the underworld. His body, soul, and intent all began to stiffen.
Chen Lin tested it little by little.
He had tried entering before, but at the time, there had been no need to force his way through. Once he felt the immense pressure, he had given up.
Now, however, there was no room to retreat.
Whether Zhuo Shengkong had any Three-Eyed Flowers or not, he had to go down and take a look. If he could not find a Three-Eyed Flower, he might truly have to enter the Netherworld.
As his