Rumble—
Xu Yan and Nie Wushuang pushed the Water-Avoiding Divine Shuttle's power to its limit. Like sharp swords, they plunged more than a thousand zhang beneath the Forgotten River, without a single drop of water touching their Daoist robes.
They could no longer hear the river.
Even its dim light could not reach them. All was still and deathly silent, as though the entire world had gone quiet. At Xu Yan's ear, only Nie Wushuang's faint breathing remained.
He glanced sideways. Nie Wushuang's expression was taut, flames dancing in her pupils.
More than a thousand zhang beneath the Forgotten River, the deathly stillness seemed to seep straight into the soul. Xu Yan felt a chill crawl over him too.
He drew a deep breath and looked downward with his Dharma Eye. He seemed to make out countless bones.
"So many corpses..." Xu Yan remarked.
Bones and corpses drifted beneath the Forgotten River. Some were enormous, like small mountains!
They were clearly the remains of beasts from the Primordial Era, hideous and terrifying.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, we should be careful. There may be ghosts down here." Fine beads of sweat appeared on Nie Wushuang's forehead as she swept her powerful divine sense over their surroundings.
"I know."
Xu Yan nodded and drew the Primordial Nine-Section Spear. Lightning coiled around it.
Against ghosts and evil spirits, the lightning of the Primordial Unity Heavenly Disaster was especially deadly.
Time trickled past—or perhaps, beneath the Forgotten River, they could no longer sense it at all. With the Water-Avoiding Divine Shuttle's power, they descended another thousand zhang.
It was as deathly still as hell down there. Murky earth-yellow filled their vision, and the faintest glimmer in the darkness fell across the surroundings, chilling them to the heart.
From time to time, the remains of giant