A dedicated passage into the water had already been opened here. Anyone wearing a key to the Bright Moon Secret Realm could pass straight through. Anyone who tried to force their way in without one would end up like the unlucky fisherman who had first stumbled into the realm: frozen stiff before long, if rescue did not come in time.
"This whirlpool has such a deep, dark, end-of-the-world feel to it." To put it poetically, it looked like the eye of the abyss.
Wen Xu stood on his flying sword and looked down at the black water beneath his feet. "You go first. I'll bring up the rear."
Of the four, Wen Xu had the highest cultivation. Now that he could see, he needed no special care. Chen Zui was the first to jump in. Chunchou followed with Shu Jinze, and once the whirlpool had swallowed them both, Wen Xu put away his flying sword and sprang into the water.
Come to think of it, they had crossed paths with water quite often on this journey.
In Jingyuan City, the floods had forced them to jump into the river several times, but this felt entirely different. Since the death of the city's guardian deity, the river's depths had grown so bitterly cold that even cultivators struggled to withstand them. On this stretch of water leading into the secret realm, however, the key protected him perfectly.
He did not get wet; he did not even need to hold his breath or ward off the water.
Chunchou had said that anyone could once enter the Bright Moon Secret Realm. Now, for various reasons, entry and exit required a key. So had the Shu Household forged these keys expressly for that purpose?
After an unknown length of time, Wen Xu finally landed on