Chapter 323 - Deep Down the Mystic Realm (2/2)

Yi Qing frowned. Seeing that everyone was going to be submerged by the swamp, his hand tightened around the sword, and Sword Qi burst all over his body. He waved his sword in a fast and urgent manner, producing hundred thousands of Sword Qi which hit towards the black swamp, and in the moment that the swamp retreated, he directly threw the trapped disciples out one by one. Yet this only drew him further down into the mud.

“Young Uncle-Master!” The other disciples saw his intentions, and immediately they became both touched and extremely anxious. At this rate, he wouldn’t be able to return!

“Go!” Yi Qing said in a deep voice, as he finally threw the last disciple out. And he himself sank even deeper into the mud due to exhaustion. He had said in front of Master that he would take care of these disciples, so every one of them must be safe!

“Young Uncle-Master!” They yelled anxiously, but they could only watch the black swamp submerging the top of Yi Qing’s head, bringing down both him and the girl of Red and Green Sect prior into complete blackness.

***

Guest room of Divine Heavens Sect.

“Eh?!” Shen Ying who was eating suddenly stood up.

“What are you doing?” Lonemoon looked at her.

Shen Ying’s head inclined, and after a while she sat back with an usual expression on her face. “Nothing, my back was sore from sitting for too long.”

“Psst.” So troublesome! That distinct disdainful expression was on Lonemoon’s Face.

***

“Senior Brother, what do we do?” The saved disciples were in the air on their swords. They looked down anxiously at the silenced swamp, and their tears flowed uncontrollably. Young Uncle-Master got sucked inside because of them.

“Wait!” The highest-level disciple among them bit his lip and said, “Young uncle-master is so good that he could even defeat a seventh-level demon beast, he will definitely be okay. We will wait for him to come out no matter what.”

“Yes! I believe in young Uncle-Master. He will definitely make it out!” The other disciples nodded in agreement.

“Me too. I will wait here until he comes out.”

“Me too. He saved our lives. In the worst case, we will fight till the end with this swamp.”

“Okay, then we will stay! Let’s wait here for a day. If young uncle-master still doesn’t come out by then, we will go in and attack!”

“Okay!” The disciples nodded, and they all sat down on their swords. They meditated to regain Spirit Qi, while staring at the swamp down below. For a time, they seemed to have all forgotten that in three days, the whole mystic realm would be closed.

***

Yi Qing felt a blackness in front of him, as he sank towards the bottom. He couldn’t gather any Spiritual Power, as if his body had instantly been emptied. And the body grew ever heavier. Something squeezed him hard. He could vaguely hear sounds of wind which was getting closer to him.

His heart tightened. He directly drew out all the sword qi over his body and surrounded his whole body with it. Something bounced off his side. That feeling of squeezing disappeared.

The surroundings were still pitch-black. He could only let go of Divine Perception to find out. Only then did he realize he was sinking constantly into something like a bottomless hole. He could vaguely see many wind blades below his feet where demonic aura concentrated. They were making clanking sounds. Forming a wall of wind blades, they blocked out the black swamp directly.