Yu Sui gazed at the figure ahead. This space was nothing like the violent, filthy waters outside the waterfall; here, everything was calm and peaceful.
The water was full of drifting corpses, and the number of spirits was impossible to estimate, yet this place seemed like their resting ground. The Evil Ghosts' howls outside had vanished without a trace.
Yu Sui called out to the figure again. "Senior Martial Brother!"
There was still no response.
She walked forward. Once she drew near, she could tell from behind that it was Mei Chengyu, but he stood perfectly still, as if he couldn't hear her.
Gathering her courage, Yu Sui went around to face him and confirmed that it really was Mei Chengyu.
There were still droplets of water on Senior Martial Brother's face. His expression was serene and his posture natural, yet he stood motionless, looking as though he were deep in meditation. Something about it still felt off to Yu Sui.
Why had the strange fire suddenly stopped responding to Senior Martial Brother?
"Senior Martial Brother?" Yu Sui reached out and touched his face. It felt soft and warm. He was alive.
She had only just withdrawn her hand when a cold, withered bone claw seized her ankle again.
This time, Yu Sui didn't stomp on the hand and break it. Instead, she lowered her gaze, frowning slightly. The other corpses were drifting with the current, but this one had stopped right at her feet.
"You..." Yu Sui had a bad feeling. She hesitated before asking, "Senior Martial Brother?"
The bone claw tapped her ankle, as if in reply.
Yu Sui glanced at the other hand she had broken. "..."
"Why didn't you stop me just now?" she said ruefully, bending down to take the skeletal hand and haul him