Chapter 280 – Meeting in the Night Sky (1/2)

Chapter 280 - Meeting in the Night Sky

The ice-cold lake water splashed onto his face, just like countless, sharp blades.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Changsheng finally woke up. He attempted to open his eyes, but his eyes were only hit painfully by the incoming lake water, so he could only close them once again. He did not know of the current situation, and only knew that he was in the water of the lake, travelling at unimaginable speeds. From the feeling in his hand, he confirmed that the Yellow Paper Umbrella had saved his life.

The Yellow Paper Umbrella was an inanimate object, so how could it act by itself? To him, it was a very hard question to understand. The faint sword intent that was transmitted from somewhere ahead allowed him to vaguely guess something. However, he was unable to make a link between the sword intent and the Yellow Paper Umbrella—that sword intent should have belonged to the legendary Sword Pool, which should have disappeared for several hundreds of years in the Garden of Zhou already. As for the Yellow Paper Umbrella, it was a new object that the Junior Uncle of Mount Li, Su Li, had requested the Wenshui Tang Clan to make for him. The two objects had a difference in years, so logically, it was impossible to make any connections.

After another period of time, he became even more clear-headed, and fixed his posture with great difficulty. It allowed him to squint his eyes open, upon which he saw the light not far behind him. Only then did he learn that the dangers had never left him. At the same time, the injuries that could not be seen in his body began to ache, clearly sending the feeling of pain into his sea of consciousness, causing him to suffer extreme pain.

The front part of the umbrella rotated at high speed without stopping, just like the corkscrew propellers created by the people of the great western continent for big boats. It dragged him forwards at high speeds.The dark, icy cold lake water constantly rammed against his body, bringing even more pain. Just how long did he have to be dragged for? Where did the Yellow Paper Umbrella want to take him?

Suddenly, he realized the lake water had disappeared, and at the same time, he heard many sounds.

They were the sounds of bursting through the lake water, and the sounds of the bugs within the grass beside the lake. Just why did that clear yet slightly violent cry sound so close to his ear, when it should have been very far away?

Was the dark image in front of his eyes really the bottom of the lake? No, it was the night sky, and it was dark because there were no stars in the Garden of Zhou.

It was a small lake ten or so li away from Sunset Valley.

That night, the small lake had seen the battle of incessant blood and flames on the peak. It had heard the cry of a phoenix, it had been illuminated by wings of fire, and at this moment, it had also heard the cry of a peacock. Just when it had experienced peace, it was destroyed again.

The Yellow Paper Umbrella rotated, and brought Chen Changsheng out of the lake.

Lake water fell off the umbrella and his body, flying in all directions. It created a falling curtain of water.

Chen Changsheng became clear-headed, and understood that he had finally escaped from the cold and scary lake water. He had returned to the world above the lake, however, he just did not know whether he was still in the Garden of Zhou, or the other side of the cold lake.

In the next moment, he discovered that he had arrived in the night sky. The small lake below his feet had become a mirror, and he was several dozen zhang above the ground.

Any person, to go from the depths of the lake to high up in the night sky so suddenly, would feel slightly astonished and absent-minded.

At that moment, the lake water split open once again, and a pair of wings of light transformed into flowing radiance. It chased from below him. The tips of the wings were brought together, forming a sharp spike and heavily striking his body.

A muffled sound.

Chen Changsheng’s blood surged, and he almost spat out some blood. He forcefully swallowed it back down, but that did not mean he was not injured.