The moment Tang Mo entered the deep pool, he felt not the slightest buoyancy. Instead, an indescribable suction streamed continuously from beneath his feet.
Certain that Xiao Bai bore him no ill will, he simply relinquished control of his body and let the suction pull him toward the unknown.
Beneath the surface, the pool was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. Before Tang Mo had sunk very far, he felt that he was inside a funnel-shaped pool, its passage growing narrower the farther down he went.
Only after passing through a small opening barely wide enough for two ordinary adults did he discover, to his astonishment, a ruined palace beneath his feet.
Buoyancy had returned to normal here, and he discovered that he could breathe perfectly well, as though he had suddenly grown gills. Yet he was certain his body had undergone no changes.
In other words, normal buoyancy and the ability to breathe freely were part of this place's rules.
Tang Mo steadied himself and began examining the ruined palace before him. The entire palace was aqua blue, its dome round on the outside and square within. Twelve pillars supported the dome, beneath which stood a palace with a Western architectural flavor.
However, not a single intact object could be found inside the palace now. Debris that could just barely be identified as fragments of a throne and tables lay strewn across the floor alongside a great pile of broken pieces whose original forms were no longer recognizable.
"According to the recollections of our clan's elders, this was originally the Freshwater God's Inheritance Land. But a very long time ago, the inheritance power he left here suddenly vanished. From then on, this place became a ruin." Xiao Bai's gaze swept across the ruined palace, a somewhat