The stone stele was somewhat weathered, and many of the words upon it could no longer be seen clearly. Only a few were barely recognizable.
Moreover, with this stone stele as the boundary, it seemed as though the two sides belonged to separate worlds.
Xu Changqing stood to the left of the stele, where the black water was perfectly normal and showed no abnormalities.
Yet on the opposite side—the right side of the stele—the situation was entirely different. An icy, bone-piercing chill seeped out from within.
Faintly, the tilted ruins of several buildings could be seen inside.
It looked as though this place had been abandoned for a very long time. It was exceedingly dilapidated and ancient.
After pondering for a while, Xu Changqing suddenly left the Demon Dragon Water-Evasion Boat and had it cross the stone stele first.
He waited like that for a time. Seeing that nothing happened, he finally followed after it.
It seemed that nothing had been left behind here.
Especially nothing dangerous.
From left to right, it appeared to be no more than a short distance.
Yet the actual changes were immense.
When Xu Changqing stepped back onto the deck of the Demon Dragon Water-Evasion Boat, he immediately noticed that the surroundings were incomparably quiet.
There were neither the ripples caused by large fish moving about
nor any unusual vibrations.
The entire area was deathly silent.
Compared with the black water behind them, this place felt even more unfathomable.
Every now and then, faint ghostly gleams could be seen flickering, though he had no idea what they were.
Since this was Xu Changqing's first time here, he had no guide and could only take one step at a time.
Thus, he piloted the Demon Dragon Water-Evasion Boat slowly through the deathly still, ink-black waters.
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