In Ling Shuang's eyes, she has told Luo Zheng the whole story of the whirlpool.
So far, no one has been able to break the maelstrom, but Luo Zheng still came in regardless of his own safety, and she was naturally moved in her heart.
Luo Zheng is not a reckless person. During the march, Luo Zheng also asked 9527.
9527's view is the same as Luo Zheng's. Since he entered the sea with his body, there is nothing terrible about the water. What's more, now that his Yang Soul has been trapped in the maelstrom, there is almost no other choice except this move.
And 9527 has its own speculation, which tells Luo Zheng that the whirlpool cannot appear out of thin air, but is deliberately arranged by someone.
Hearing what 9527 said, Luo Zheng became even more curious. Who is so powerful and can control the sea of true meaning? What is their purpose of setting up the maelstrom? Is it to cut off the road to the other side?
9527 obviously knew some of the truth, but it did not tell Luo Zheng.
After Luo Zheng entered the scope of the maelstrom, he swam around Ling Shuang and said: "I will explore the center of the maelstrom first."
Ling Shuang was sitting on the True Meaning boat with very complicated emotions. On the one hand, she also hoped that Luo Zheng could untie the maelstrom. On the other hand, she was a little worried about Luo Zheng's safety. In the end, she could only say softly: "You...be careful...
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"Don't worry, if there is any emergency, you can leave the Sea of True Intention first," Luo Zheng said.
Ling Shuang nodded.
The whirlpool does not remain stationary after it appears.
Every once in a while, the waves inside the maelstrom will become more and more turbulent. At that time, all the true meaning boats in the maelstrom will be unable to resist and will be pulled into the center of the maelstrom at an extremely fast speed.
Illusion spells leave the sea of true meaning, and there is almost no other way.
Luo Zheng jumped up, opened a water line, and quickly moved away from Ling Shuang.
Ling Shuang looked at Luo Zheng's figure in the distance in the water, slightly dazed.
She knew that the hope of breaking the maelstrom was extremely slim, but for some reason, Luo Zheng gave her a strong hope, as if he would succeed if he took action.
This strange feeling was entangled with the rationality in her heart, making her feel conflicted.
"Wow..."
Not far away, two Zhenyi boats approached again. They were two human Zhenyi boats.
After Ling Shuang used his power to kill the Yang Soul of the wolf-shaped creature, all other creatures were frightened, including the humans present.
Those who have cultivated the Yang Soul will more or less master some soul attack methods, but it is impossible to explode as powerful as Ling Shuang.
The two men were also cautious when approaching, thinking that since they were of the same race, this woman would not be violent and murderous...
They cupped their hands towards Ling Shuanggong and said immediately: "I am a disciple of Chang Miaoshan. I wonder where this young lady comes from?"
Ling Shuang glanced at the two men lightly, "What's the matter?"
"The man swimming in the water just now is your friend, miss?" the man asked again.
"So what," Ling Shuang said.
The man thought for a while and then said: "I have never heard of anyone wandering in the sea of true meaning. Is he looking for a way to break the maelstrom?"
"Maybe..."
Ling Shuang muttered a few words angrily.
These people are trapped here, and naturally they are also concerned about Luo Zheng's success.
As far as the outside world is concerned, the maelstrom is unbreakable. If you are caught in it, you can only consider yourself unlucky. But since Luo Zheng has broken one common sense, maybe he can break the second common sense?
The two people asked a few questions, but after hearing Ling Shuang's words becoming more and more unkind, they quickly retreated in fear of her anger.
But these words brought hope to the hundreds of human disciples.
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The water flow in the maelstrom is spiral-shaped and has a natural centripetal force.
Under the guidance of the water flow, Luo Zheng moved forward very smoothly.
As he continued to go deeper, the power of the water flow became stronger and stronger, and he moved faster and faster.
"Wow, wow..."
After swimming for about a stick of incense, the current became violent, and the waves several feet high were constantly undulating and rolling.
For Yang Hun, who has only one Zhenyi boat, such a big wave is almost fatal. As long as there is sea water splashing on Yang Hun, Yang Hun can be instantly melted.
"No wonder Ling Shuang said that there is no way out after falling into the maelstrom. Whose soul dares to move forward in these waves? There is really no choice but to withdraw from the sea of true meaning..." Luo Zheng thought to himself.
His physical body was like a fish in water in such an environment.
Without any effort, the whole person was pushed forward by the sea water.
In just a few breaths, Luo Zheng finally saw the center of the maelstrom, where the true sea water swirled at high speed, forming a huge hole.
Luo Zheng had no room for resistance at all and was directly involved in the hole!
"Gululu..."
For a while, the world was spinning, and Luo Zheng only felt the power of the water flow like invisible hands, dragging himself downwards.
The whole person kept sinking and sinking again.
After a while, the sinking momentum finally stopped...
Luo Zheng stabilized his figure, opened his eyes and looked around, and his eyes were immediately attracted by a scene not far away.
Not far in front of him, the water flow was swirling rapidly like a tornado. The shape of this tornado was like an inverted pyramid, with an extremely wide top and a thin rope at the bottom.
"This is... the maelstrom!" Luo Zheng quickly reacted.
He was just sucked down by the tornado in the water. If other Yang souls were sucked down, they would be directly dissolved by the sea water.
But after his physical body was sucked down, he was thrown out by the tornado!
Luo Zheng's eyes followed the tornado and looked down. He couldn't see far in the crimson sea water. He could only vaguely distinguish a faint flash of light deep in the seabed.
"There is something down there," Luo Zheng's heart moved slightly.
He leaned over and dived deeply into the water.
The depths of the Sea of True Intention were empty. Luo Zheng did not see other living beings, so naturally there was no threat.
It's just that the length of the tornado in the water was beyond his imagination. After diving hundreds of feet, he still couldn't see the end of the tornado, and the waterspout not far in front of him was as thin as a finger!
Such a thin stream of water can create such a huge whirlpool when it spreads upward. You can imagine the power condensed in the tornado.
After diving for a distance again, the faint flash at the bottom became brighter and brighter. When Luo Zheng kept getting closer to the white flash and saw clearly what was at the bottom of the waterspout, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly.
"Wax, candle?"
Deep in the seabed, a palm-sized candle floated in it. The candle was still lit, and the silver flash that Luo Zheng saw was the candlelight from this candle. (To be continued)