Lin Xin stretched out his hand and moved himself forward more swiftly.
The blue seawater pulsated, as if breathing rhythmically.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly felt an emptiness ahead.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, his vision brightened, and he was hanging mid-air, surrounded by endless blue walls on both sides.
Water lay behind him, while a narrow crevice lingered before him.
At the far end of the crevice shone an arched Light Gate bathed in white light.
"This seems to be the destination."
With a mere thought from Lin Xin, his body drifted toward the Light Gate.
Hiss...
Suddenly, a faint, low hiss like that of a snake emanated from beneath him.
Looking down, Lin Xin felt a chill rush from his spine to his forehead.
Directly below him was a massive silver-white snake, lying within a cloud of grey mist with its head impaled by a giant stone sword.