Li Huowang moved his flippers in the cold seawater. With his military knife clenched in one hand and Yang Na’s hand held firmly in the other, he followed closely behind Ling’er.
Glancing downward, he found himself hovering just above the desert-like seabed. Oddly enough, it felt as if he were floating instead of swimming.
Could their Simings really be in a place like this? Last ti, the Siming’s projection was a factory. What could it be this ti?
Li Huowang looked around for anything that could be the projection of the Siming.
The area was barren, allowing them to see far into the distance. There was nothing apart from the occasional fish and the large expanses of sand at the seabed. It didn’t seem like there was anything substantial enough to serve as a Siming’s projection.
If it was the projection of a Siming, it should at least be able to move and pose a threat.
It would be like the drug factory from last ti, where the drug lords were likely the limbs of the Siming.
At that mont, Li Huowang felt soone tug his arm. It was Yang Na.
She couldn’t speak with her oxygen mask on, so she pointed upwards toward the surface.
Li Huowang carefully examined the water and noticed ripples forming on the surface of the inverted water. It’s raining.
Zhao Shuangdian’s anxious voice rang in their ears, saying, “Attention! Everyone, return to the ship imdiately! A typhoon is heading this way. I repeat, return to the ship!”
They abandoned their search and turned rapidly toward the surface. Ocean weather was notoriously unpredictable, and this typhoon was closing in faster than anticipated.
Li Huowang removed his mask upon reaching the surface. The sight that greeted him was shocking—dark clouds lood in the distance like a collapsing sky, accompanied by the deep rumble of thunder.
His face paled. What’s going on? Could this be the Siming’s projection? Why is this Siming so powerful?!
He was a Siming himself, but his projection was a human. The terrifying force before him was beyond human, so what could it be?
“Hurry!” he shouted desperately. “Get on the ship! We’ve been discovered. It’s a trap!”
It was clear that after the successful ambush last ti, the Simings from the other elephant would not fall for the sa trick.
It had been lying in wait for them, whatever it was.
Ignoring the downpour, they pressed on, swimming toward the distant ship as the waves crashed around them.
The storm was intensifying. Fortunately, they still had their diving equipnt. When swimming on the surface beca impossible due to the wind, they could dive underwater to get closer to the ship.
However, it was dangerous even underwater. The undercurrents posed a threat, threatening to drag them away multiple tis.
The sight of the ship’s barnacle-covered hull spurred Li Huowang to swim hard, breaking the surface and reaching for the tal ladder.
Creak! Just as his hand was about to grasp the ladder, the ship began to lift, accompanied by an eerie creaking sound. It was as though a large invisible hand had grabbed it.
As the ship bobbed in the water, Li Huowang glimpsed what was concealed behind it—a towering waterspout reaching between the sky and sea.
“Waterspout!”
There was little Li Huowang could do. He pushed his companions’ heads back underwater. “Don’t surface! Head to the seabed and bury yourselves in the sand!”
There was no escaping now. Their only chance was to dive to the seabed and minimize the impact from above.
Li Huowang felt a shadow above him. When he looked up, he was hit by a wave of suffocating fear.
The ship, which had been spinning in the air, was now directly above him and plunging down with the rain.
A sharp ringing sound filled Li Huowang’s ears. He reacted instinctively, diving as deep as possible into the water.
Before he could swim far, a powerful shockwave from above flung him away.
Luckily, the area was free of hard objects. Li Huowang crashed into the sand dunes below, and a deafening roar replaced the ringing in his ears.
Li Huowang struggled to regain his strength, eventually managing to crawl out of the sandy pit. As he did, he ca face-to-face with the severed head of Ba Shengqing.
Ba Shengqing seed alive, and his tattooed eyes blinked slightly at Li Huowang. “The Sacrificial God... is dead?”
Li Huowang suddenly thought of sothing and imdiately started to look for Yang Na.
The ship had completely disintegrated, and its parts sank to the sandy seabed like a dying whale.
Li Huowang searched frantically and suddenly noticed movent in the upper left corner. To his dismay, it was Ba Nanxu, crushed in half. She had likely been hit by debris from the shipwreck.
Without her mask, she continued to struggle to swim away as though searching for sothing in the shipwreck.
Although she was still moving, Li Huowang knew such injuries were fatal. Ba Nanxu wouldn’t live long. The two Simings that controlled pain were dead.
Next, Li Huowang spotted Qing Wanglai, who was still alive and uninjured. Qing Wanglai was dragging Zhao Lei to an area free of debris.
He noticed Chen Hongyu’s large fra rolling continuously in the water, so he quickly swam over.
He steadied Chen Hongyu’s body but noticed a steel plate impaled through her face. Decay had also perished.
Yang Na! Yang Na! Li Huowang was consud with worry. No matter how desperately he searched, he couldn’t locate her.
It was Yang Na, but not as he rembered her. Her body had been severed at the waist, and her lower half was gone, replaced by a crimson tail ford by spilling intestines and blood that mingled in the water. She looked like a grotesque parody of a rmaid.
Yang Na had clearly died. Her skin was pale from blood loss, making her look like a withered rose. It was a beautiful embodint of death.
The ocean currents shifted Yang Na’s corpse, circling around Li Huowang while moving its tail.
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