"Things have come to this... sigh!"
Daoist Chen sighed. Had he known from the start that one of these people carried the blood of the reigning emperor, he would surely have cut him down with a single stroke of his sword.
But alas...
It was already far too late.
Daoist Chen took several sheepskin breathing bags from inside his robes. These bags could hold some air, allowing someone to take another breath or two when they could no longer hold their breath underwater.
Though their effect was limited, they could keep someone going underwater for several extra minutes, making them lifesaving treasures beneath the water.
After filling the breathing bags with air, Daoist Chen tied them around his waist.
Then...
He plunged into the water and swam toward the depths.
Daoist Chen was lucky.
By the time he used up his first breathing bag, he had already spotted a way out.
He hurriedly swam up toward an opening overhead that let in a little light. When his head broke the surface, he found himself inside the tomb, just as expected.
Only...
Most of the traps along the way had already been destroyed.
It must have been Ye Qianfan and his companions' doing. Arrows littered the passage, along with blades and rolling boulders, but he had dodged them all.
Who knew whether that brat was skilled at dodging or could divine the future? His luck really was remarkable!
With no obstacles left in his way.
Daoist Chen moved even faster.
Moreover, bright fish-oil lamps lit the tomb passage. They were held in the hands of mermaid statues, each kneeling on the ground and cradling a lamp.
The flames were blue and red, blue below and red above.
This showed that the lamps truly burned fish oil. Thanks to a special crafting