Chapter 18

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At the Qing River Crossing…

The Qing River Crossing was the ancient crossing of Yuzhou City. It was left behind by the Zhou Dynasty last year. From the east side of the canal to the Yuzhou City, one had to cross the Yuzhou River. Therefore, the Yuzhou River gave rise to countless crossings.

Most of the salt boats that came from the East Ocean were on the docks of Yuzhou City. There were also passenger boats that came from afar by the river.

Relying on the prosperity of the ferry, a small town gradually grew out of this place. This was because this crossing was previously called Head Ferry. Later on, it was changed to Qing River Crossing, and this small town was called Ferry Town.

At this time, people were coming and going on Qing River Crossing. It was bustling with activity.

An Jing stood at a corner of the ferry and looked at the merchant ships coming and going.

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly on the water.

“This should be it.”

An Jing used his internal energy to cover his body. Holding his sword in his arms, he jumped into the river like a fish.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The river water was cold and refreshing.

An Jing’s body swayed as he charged down the river.

The river water was clear, fish swam around him.

An Jing did not use his internal energy and could only see about ten feet. The further down he went, the less sunlight there was and the darker it became.

At this moment, a huge wave of water pressure came.

The most direct observation was his ears. An Jing felt that his hearing ability was gradually decreasing.

Then, there was the situation around him. The huge darkness corroded him, causing him to see less and less things. In the end, he could only see things that were about one meter around him.

Other than that, there was also the pressure of the water that continuously squeezed through his internal organs. If it was someone with shallow internal energy, they might not be able to endure it after diving for over a hundred feet because they still needed to breathe.

Most importantly, there was an unknown fear.

Suddenly, he realized that there seemed to be a bottomless ravine ahead.

The crossing was usually very shallow and could not be very deep. As for this ravine, others clearly did not know about it.

Was he supposed to have gone down from there?

An Jing was moved and swam towards the ravine.

At first, An Jing knew how many feet he had dived. After about 200 feet, he lost the ability to judge.

He could only feel that he was still diving downwards, and his speed was becoming slower and slower. However, he was not sure how far he had dived.

The Zenith Heaven Cultivation Technique circulated in his body at all times to resist the surging water pressure.

Suddenly, An Jing felt as if his feet had touched something. He looked down.

There was an abandoned ship under his feet with seaweed growing beside it. An Jing was standing at the bow of the ship.

“Finally!”

An Jing looked at the broken boat and knew that he had reached the bottom of the Qing River Dock.

Next, he had to find the boulder that Jiang Sanjia mentioned.

An Jing stepped on the bottom of the river and swam forward.

At the bottom of the river that was 300 feet deep, it was much more difficult to move than on the ground. However, this was all targeted at ordinary people.

Ffft! Ffft!

The inner force in An Jing’s body surged, trying to disperse the surrounding water and form a vacuum.

Some of the creatures in the surrounding seabed seemed to have sensed the abnormality, and as if they were alarmed, they fled frantically towards the surroundings.

One had to know that this place was 300 feet deep. The water pressure was extremely high and it was extremely difficult for An Jing to use his inner force to create a light shield.

“Huff!”

An Jing heaved a sigh of relief. “The internal energy in my body won’t last long either. I have to find the Bodhi Bead as soon as possible.”

At the bottom of such a river, the water pressure was terrifyingly high. Every breath was extremely draining.

With this thought in mind, An Jing walked around in search of boulders.

At the bottom of the river, other than some sunken ships, some creatures that never saw light all day long, there were also some rotten bones and a lot of random things.

Although An Jing’s internal energy forced out a light shield, his speed was not fast.

“Mm!?”

Suddenly, a huge black stone appeared in front of them.

An Jing’s heart stirred as he slowly walked over.

This black stone was extremely large like a mountain, causing others to exclaim in admiration.

“Could this be the boulder that Jiang Sanjia mentioned? But why does it feel a little strange?”

An Jing surrounded the black stone, but his heart was beating wildly.

He felt the impulse!

A true expert would always have a warning for danger. Some people called it a sudden impulse, some called it a sixth sense, but they were all predicting danger ahead of time.

An Jing started to circle around the black stone. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this black stone was very strange.

“These are scales?”

The black stone was densely packed with patterns. It looked hard and shiny, and An Jing could sense a fierce aura from it.

Baleful aura!

The last time he had felt this aura was five years ago, when An Jing had been in the ancient battlefield.

It was murderous aura!

A towering murderous aura!

It was the biggest battle between Yan and Zhou Dynasty.

It was said that that war helped to establish the complete Great Yan Kingdom. In that war, more than 700,000 soldiers died on both sides, resulting in rivers of blood and mountains of corpses at the battlefield.

The smell of blood soared to fifteen kilometers away. In the next ten years, one could still almost hear the horn of the battlefield every full moon.

Hundreds of years had passed since that battle, but An Jing could still feel the murderous aura from the city walls.

Because there were 700,000 souls buried underground.

Thus, every year, the grandest festival was the Qingming Festival. Countless people would burn paper on the streets to pray for the peace of the people on the ground.

The vital energy he sensed this time was different from the last time. The vital energy of the ancient battlefield had dispersed, or it could be said that it had been buried underground.

However, the aura he felt was real.

The powerful impact felt different standing on an ancient battlefield.

The more An Jing thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He subconsciously touched the black stone with his palm, and a cold feeling entered his body.

At the same time, a baleful aura rushed into his body.

“This is bad!”

An Jing wanted to circulate his internal energy to resist the murderous aura, but it was already too late. The cold murderous aura rushed into his dantian.

Although there was only a trace of ice-cold killing intent, it was extremely violent.

The Zenith Heaven Cultivation Technique belonged to the True Martial level, not the Extreme Yang Cultivation Technique. It was extremely difficult to eliminate this baleful aura.

After regulating his breathing for several dozen times, An Jing barely managed to temporarily suppress this baleful Qi. If he wanted to completely obliterate it, he would need another hour.

The baneful aura would devour his body and strengthen itself. The longer the baneful aura remained in the body, the greater the damage to the body.

But in this place, he did not have that much time to erase this baleful aura.

“I’d better find the Bodhi Bead soon…”

An Jing raised his brows slightly and took a few steps forward, searching for Wanderer Wudi’s corpse.

A True Martial level treasure was enough to cause a bloody storm in the martial world.

“Why haven’t I noticed? Could it be that I’ve really been played by Jiang Sanjia?” An Jing frowned.

However, at the next moment, the scene before him completely stunned him..