Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 359 Abyss of Abyss
Everyone waited outside. Jiang Jinyue and the others who were familiar with Lin Jiang were not in a hurry and had already sat down to rest on the rocks under the trees.

King Qi claimed he was busy, but he never left. He just leaned against the tree and chatted idly with Yu Wenyun.

The most anxious person present was Bai Haochang.

This was his first time experiencing something like this, and all the usual rules and regulations of the martial arts world were useless to him. He was extremely anxious but helpless.

As I paced back and forth until my ankles started to ache, I couldn't wait to ask someone for help. Suddenly, I noticed a black cloth covering the area not far away swaying slightly.

Thinking he was seeing things, he quickly rubbed his eyes and then stared intently at the black cloth again.

He could clearly see that the thick, inky curtain was beginning to blur and sway.

Then, a slightly dazzling ray of sunlight slowly peeked in.

In the distance, the sun had already hung halfway up the mountains, and in the neighboring town, the bustling crowd also noticed that the darkness that had obscured the sky was quietly fading away.

The sun has risen.

The long night has ended here.

Suddenly, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the distant town, the sound surging in waves.

The other people gathered there also headed directly towards the place where Lin Jiang had just gone.

Before long, they saw Lin Jiang standing in front of a thin mist.

They also saw that the mist in front of Lin Jiang seemed to be condensing into something like books.

Lin Jiang stared at the books in front of him; these were the true forms of everyone in this town.

These books are compiled from the last fragments of memories left behind by the deceased in this world.

Lin Jiang could clearly sense that he had absolute control over those books; with just a thought, he could freely alter any one of them.

But he did not change the books; he simply waved his hand, causing them to disappear back into the surrounding mist.

King Qi cast a strange look at Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang also looked back:
"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

King Qi remained silent for a moment before finally managing to utter a single sentence.

He remembered that the last time he saw Lin Jiang was only a few months ago. At that time, Lin Jiang had just mastered the Primordial Mist, and his skills were still immature, just like a beginner.

It's only been a short time, yet they've already mastered such meticulous operations.

The two braids on King Qi's face drooped down, almost touching his chin.

Damn it, I've been studying this fog for years, and I'm still no match for this kid.

Bai Haochang also cautiously approached Lin Jiang at this moment:
"Young master, has it been resolved?"

"Not entirely. Although the night has passed, the people in the town still seem unable to leave this area."

This town is no different from Qingniwa; everything is formed from condensed mist. Once a person steps outside the town's boundaries, they will inevitably get lost and have to return.

Bai Haochang turned his head and looked towards one side of the town.

Several people had already appeared on the edge of the town and wanted to go out to investigate, but when they reached the edge, they suddenly became dizzy and disoriented. After wandering around twice in a daze, they returned to the town.

Although the disaster has subsided, it will likely take a long time for this town to adapt if it wishes to survive.

At this moment, Lin Jiang also composed himself and looked around the field again.

How could the primordial fog arise out of thin air? There must be a source of fog nearby.

Looking around, Lin Jiang immediately spotted a dry well lying quietly in the open space not far away.

The fog began to rise from there.

Lin Jiang walked to the dry well and stared intently at it; the others followed suit.

King Qi, who knew the most about the primordial fog among them, glanced at it twice and then his brow twitched slightly:
"It's quite unusual that there's a natural mist spring here."

Lin Jiang rummaged around and took out a book.

This is a record left by the oldest man in the village. The whole book is old and heavy, bearing the weight of his entire life.

With his eyes closed and mind focused, Lin Jiang immersed himself in the old man's life, which quickly came to mind.

When the old man was still a child, the elders in the courtyard planned to dig a well there.

Halfway through drilling the well, a sudden riot broke out in the capital, affecting the small town.

Thus, the digging of this well was interrupted and resumed until the establishment of the Daxing Dynasty, when it was finally completed.

At first, the well showed no abnormalities, and many people used it as an ordinary well.

But one day, a strange thing happened at this well.

Once, a drunkard went to the well to quench his thirst and accidentally dropped his silver into the well.

He repeatedly shouted "silver," and a lot of silver coins gushed out of the well.

This strange event caused a great uproar in the town, and many townspeople followed suit by throwing silver into the well. Surprisingly, the well accepted all the silver and began to spew out a lot of silver.

Eventually, a wealthy man, blinded by greed, packed up all the silver in his house and threw it down.

However, this time it didn't work.

The wealthy man, who had lost all his family's money, was naturally dissatisfied. Ignoring the objections of those around him, he tied a rope to the well and went down into it, intending to get his money back.

But after he went into the well, there was no news of him. People waited outside the well for seven days and seven nights but he did not return. They then concluded that he had died in the well.

Later, the well was sealed off. Many years later, a group of thieves removed the sealing stone, intending to go down into the well and steal the silver.

However, neither the remains of the deceased nor any silver could be found in the well.

Only this dry well remains.

After reading the memoir, Lin Jiang pushed the book back into the surrounding mist.

This well...

Sure enough.

The silver that spewed out was probably formed from the primordial fog.

"I'm planning to go down and take a look. What do you think?"

Lin Jiang looked at the crowd behind him. "Is it important?" Yu Wenyun asked.

"It's important, I suppose."

Lin Jiang thought about it and realized that the primordial fog was indeed quite important.

"Then let's go together."

Everyone else nodded in agreement, and even the King of Qi was clearly curious.

Only Bai Haochang looked at the well opening and shook his head: "I won't go down. I'll wait here for you all. If you need a rope later, I can lend a hand."

Lin Jiang nodded: "I'll go down and check the situation first."

Having said that, he didn't linger any longer and flipped himself into the well.

After settling in, they discovered that the bottom of the well had completely dried up.

He crouched down and slapped the ground with his palm.

Hidden beneath the well is a thin crack, through which everything flows out.

Lin Jiang concentrated his strength in his fist and slammed it down hard.

With a loud bang, the soil at the bottom of the well was smashed open.

The ground suddenly collapsed, and Lin Jiang fell into the depths of the pit as it crumbled.

As he reached the bottom, the sound of rushing water flowed between the rocks, soaking his trouser legs.

Lin Jiang looked into the distance through the hole and heard a thunderous roar in his ears.

The surrounding light was dim, so Lin Jiang focused all his energy into his eyes, and in an instant, the darkness in his eyes vanished.

Lin Jiang finally saw his surroundings clearly.

This is an enormous cavern, surrounded by a network of crisscrossing waterways, some of which have rushing waters that converge at the center.

In the very center, there is a bottomless abyss, into which all the surrounding groundwater flows and converges to form spectacular waterfalls.

The muffled thunderous sound originated from these waterfalls.

Although there was a river beneath his feet, it was much smaller than the waterfalls flowing from the other caves, barely a stream, and had no effect on his posture.

That dry well must have been connected to an underground river with a high water level back then, and water would gush out under high pressure. Over the long years, the water level of the underground river dropped, and the well was abandoned.

As for this void...

Lin Jiang walked to the edge of the cave and looked down into it.

深。

It's too deep.

Even with his improved eyesight, Lin Jiang still couldn't pinpoint the bottom of the deep pit.

It seemed to pierce straight through to the bottom of the giant coffin.

The hazy fog originated from this place.

Instead of descending into the cave, Lin Jiang returned to the entrance and shouted upwards:
"Come down, there's plenty of space down there."

Upon hearing Lin Jiang's call, the people above jumped into the cave one by one, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

When the final three steps were completed, everyone saw the enormous cavern.

The walls here still have some strange, glowing fungi clinging to them, making the scene look even more dreamlike and surreal, drawing gasps of amazement from everyone around.

"I never imagined there was such a place beneath this town," Jiang Jinyue couldn't help but say.

"The world beneath this floating world is inherently complex, with some areas even containing complete underground cities," King Qi explained. "I wonder who carved them out."

Lin Jiang couldn't help but picture the little golden figures in his mind.

He temporarily put aside these thoughts and walked to the entrance of the huge cave.

As Lin Jiang gazed at the deep pit, a sense of curiosity suddenly surfaced in his mind.

What's down there?
Should we jump down and take a look?

Just as this thought popped into Lin Jiang's mind, he suddenly noticed the little golden figure making a restless noise inside his palace.

He immediately closed his eyes and focused his mind, immersing himself in the inner palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, the little golden figures rushed around him, jumping and hopping around Lin Jiang. Unfortunately, Lin Jiang still couldn't understand what they were saying.

The little golden figure at the head of the group ran off into the distance and returned shortly with a piece of paper.

He reached out and drew a line on the paper, leaving a golden mark immediately on the surface.

Lin Jiang glanced at it and noticed that the little golden figure had drawn a rather deep pit on the paper, and then added a golden dot next to the pit.

The little golden statue pointed to the golden spot, then pointed to Lin Jiang.

"You mean the pit is very deep?"

Lin Jiang thought for a long time before he finally understood what the abstract painting of the little golden man meant.

The little golden statue nodded.

Lin Jiang fell into deep thought.

I doubt that a typical deep pit would make the Oscar winners so concerned.

The little golden figures were stopping him, probably because there were things in this deep pit that could block the teleportation method. If he fell in, returning home would be useless, and Lin Jiang would have to spend a long time slowly climbing up from the bottom of this cave.

Just thinking about it is troublesome.

Temporarily withdrawing his thoughts from the inner palace, Lin Jiang looked into the enormous pit.

Looking into the distance, Lin Jiang suddenly frowned.

Lin Jiang noticed something amiss amidst the cascading waterfall in the distance.

There seemed to be a dark patch hidden directly behind the waterfall.

Take a closer look...

There seems to be a cave there.

Inside the cave, there was a coffin!
(End of this chapter)