968 Who Could Rival the One Integrated with the Nature Ⅰ (2/2)
Not having to worry about Sangsang being killed by the Buddha's Light, Ning Que felt very comfortable and relieved. That was why he was so happy. He was about to continue bickering when something suddenly came into his mind. ”Since you can leave the God's body, why didn't you do it earlier?” he complained. ”You didn't have to be hurt so badly by the Buddha's Light.”
Sangsang and he were natal to one another, so they could integrate as one.
However, she was still Haotian. At the Rite to Light on the Peach Mountain, Ning Que took the Hierarch's Tianqi Sangsang had only given him a beam of God's power and he was already stuffed to the point of bleeding. Back then, he was stuffed to bleed. If she entered into his body in her full strength, he would be dead. Right now, she was very weak, so it was feasible.
Sangsang didn't answer his question, because it was annoying. In addition, there was another important reason why she didn't enter his body earlier.
Once inside his body, she was completely integrated with him. The bonds between them would be too strong to describe with words. It would be unimaginably hard when she left.
Her silence puzzled Ning Que and made him feel slightly uneasy. He thought it over, but he still didn't understand. He patted her face and then picked up the oars to continue rowing.
The wooden boat slowly moved towards the opposite side of the river. Just as the bow passed the intangible center line of the river, a giant black cloud approached from the sky above the field in the east.
The black cloud floated over the river and stopped. Wetness was hidden in the cloud, and transformed into rain falling down heavily. In a minute, it was thunderstorming.
The storm hit his face and body painfully. The rain even made cracking sounds when it hit Sangsang's body, lying in the boat. Ning Que knew the God's body was safe and sound but still felt painful when he saw the scene. He took out the big black umbrella and propped it above Sangsang, wanting to at least protect her beautiful looks.
Ok. A flower is carved on the boat side, but Sangsang's features are so plain. She really isn't as delicate as a flower, Ning Que thought, smiling. Then he waved the oars, sending the boat shooting through the wind and rain like an arrow.
The trunk of redwood was wide and thick, so the wooden boat was big and firm. No matter how fierce the storm was, it was impossible to fill up the boat in a short period of time. He wasn't worried at all, but what happened next furrowed his brows in alert.
The rain fell into the clear river, producing countless splashes. The river gradually became murkier, probably because the flood upstream filled the river, or because the storm was so fierce that it lifted the mud on the bottom. This was normal, but the river changed so quickly, instantly becoming the color of ink. This was unusual.
The clouds were so dark and the rain was as blank as ink. The river turned to ink as well. It started to smell slightly like ink, before turning into the smell of fish. It was very odd.
Ning Que didn't hesitate at all. He put away the big black umbrella and carried her body on his back again. After tying her up, he took out the cutlass with trembling hands and aimed at the river.
Previously by the riverside, his hand had already trembled when he sheathed the cutlass after completing the book. Now, it trembled when he unsheathed it. He was very tired. He hadn't slept since Sangsang started having nightmares.
All of a sudden, the wooden boat started sinking into the water.
Ning Que checked the boat. There was no sign of leaking, so the enemy must be in the water.
The water was very clear before. Stones on the bottom could be seen even from the riverside, but the water had become extremely dark now. Ning Que couldn't see half of a meter into the water even with his eyesight.
The water was so weird that his Psyche Power seemed to be blocked. The wooden boat continued to sink, but he hadn't found his enemy yet. How could he fight an enemy like that?
Ning Que knew he must leave.
He stepped off the bottom of the boat. It was sinking faster and faster, but he'd already shot up into the air. He prepared to sweep forward the next second.
It was still hundreds of meters away from the other side of the river. In his current state, it was hard for him to jump across such a long distance in one breath, but he would take the shot.
Even if he fell into the water, it would be much easier to get away from the strange river if he was closer to the riverbank. Plus, he came up with a solution so quickly. This was probably beyond the enemy's expectation and would disrupt their plan. However, to his surprise, the enemy's reaction was beyond his imagination.
The water splashed everywhere from the rain. Just as Ning Que set off, a splash suddenly bloomedt. A ghost-like white shadow passed through the storm and wrapped around his ankles.
A huge blast of power passed on from the ankles. Ning Que didn't look down at all. His wrist shook slightly and his cutlass flashed in the storm. It was as bright as lightning.
That white shadow was suddenly broken off, but dozens more white shadows came out of the water and dragged him down.
The glint of the cutlass was as fast as a lightning, illuminating the dim water. Dozens of white shadows cracked before the cutlass. However, his forging was stopped and he had to return to the boat.
He looked relaxed in his reaction, but he actually felt heavy-hearted. He couldn't figure out what these white shadows were. They could stand such huge power and forcefully pull him back.
Taps sounded around his feet. He lowered his heads and looked along the sound. He found that the dozens of white shadows were all whips made of bones. What chilled him was that they were all human bones.
These white bones seemed to be alive and still struggled even after being chopped off. They slapped the wooden boat, leaving deep traces on the stiff redwood, until finally scattering into broken bones.
At that moment, the wooden boat finally sank into the water.
Just as the water opened up, waves rolled and the dark water seemed clear up a bit. Ning Que finally saw clearly that countless hands were around the boat.
These hands grasped at the bottom of the wooden boat and kept dragging it. This was why it sank. The wooden boat was made of firm and stiff redwood, smooth and sturdy. How could these hands hold so tightly onto the sides?
These hand, as white as pure jade, looked anything but beautiful. Just like the bone whips, these hands were solely bare bones without flesh. The bony fingers dug deeply in the boat walls.
The countless bony hands dragged the wooden boat down, dragging Ning Que and Sang Sang on his back into the depths of the water. It was like dragging them into hell.
The water was so dim that nothing was visible or audible except the countless ghastly bone hands. The surroundings were dead and still, as well as unexpectedly strange and horrific.
”Help me,” Ning Que said in his heart.
Sangsang heard him. The next moment, his eyes brightened as if stars were exploding with extreme brilliance. This was the purest Haotian's Divine Flame.
Now, she was his eyes and his eyes contained God's power. Before his eyes, the dark water suddenly became lighter and clearer. His blocked vision had recovered.
Ning Que saw the owners of these bone hands, the ghastly skeletons.
Tens of thousands of skeletons were floating in the water around the sunken boat, densely forming a fortress.
God knew how many years these skeletons lived under the water. Some had even turned yellow, floating in the water and then crushed in the flow. Some skulls were ripped apart and black fish swam in and between them. These skeletons looked at the sunken boat with extremely greedy expressions in their black hole-like eye sockets.
Ning Que's hearing had recovered. He heard the rapid undercurrents, sad and shrill crying from the depth of the dark water and lively laughter of tens of thousands of skeletons.
Their laughter was so lively, but then why did it sound so desperate?
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