Chapter 2844

"Certainly." The Illusory Music Goddess was confident, "When a person's soul lingers in the transitional zone between dream and reality, it feels swift but is actually slow, requiring a long stay—we still have time to stop them."

What else was there to say? The purple comet, carrying all the demons, followed closely behind the red light and plunged into the Red Sea as well.

Correct, the lake water of the Confined Dragon Pit was also a dark rust-red.

The world beneath the lake was profound and vast.

The Illusory Music Goddess swam in the lake for a long time, yet her speed grew slower and slower.

Emperor Xuan Du of the Sea paid close attention to Her movements and couldn't help but grow suspicious: "What are you doing? Did you lose track?"

The Illusory Music Goddess spoke in a deep voice: "I haven't yet detected their traces."

"What are you doing?" Emperor Xuan Du flew into a rage, "You can't even pinpoint their location, and yet you dare to come down here?"

The Illusory Music Goddess glanced left and right while saying, "I placed markers on those few nightmares and on the Nine Abysses. In theory, as long as we're in the same dream, we shouldn't lose track."

"And now?" Emperor Xuan Du said irritably, "What's going on now?"

"Perhaps this sea water is blocking my signal." The Illusory Music Goddess also felt something was off, but in reality, deep water indeed is the best way to obstruct divine abilities—except for the special skills of the sea folk.

Xuan Du grew impatient: "Put us down, I'll go look."

Thus the Illusory Music Goddess retracted the purple dream canopy, letting it remain as wings folded behind her back; Xuan Du and the other demons were also released.

The demons surveyed their surroundings and indeed found their divine senses could not extend outward. This lake's obstruction of divine abilities was greater than they had imagined.

But as Sea Emperor, Xuan Du felt right at home here. He simply identified the direction and told his comrades: "Can't you smell this strong bloody odor? Follow me!"

During the earlier battle with the Nine Abysses, though the final strike didn't pierce directly, the halberd's wind had wounded him. Xuan Du's sense of smell rivals that of a great white shark—the blood flowing from the wound is the best locator!

He swam in one direction, unwavering. His speed was comparable to a torpedo; the demons could barely keep up even by exerting their divine power.

Xuan Du found their swimming speed too slow, so he deliberately left behind a pale cyan water trail in his wake, like an ocean current. The demons, moving within this current, gained tremendous propulsion, their speed at least five times greater than usual.

With the Sea Emperor's swimming cheat device opened for them, the demons could barely keep up with his pace. After just a dozen breaths, they caught sight of Xuan Du's back.

"Found it." Xuan Du pointed forward.

The demons followed his gesture and indeed saw a figure ahead, swimming deeper, but at a speed far inferior to theirs.

Besides the Nine Abysses, who else could it be?

The Nine Abysses naturally noticed them catching up. Knowing he couldn't outswim the Sea Emperor, he simply turned around to face the horde of demons.

In this deep-water zone, there was an unknown light source; the dark red lake water reflected onto his face, dyeing it red, so he no longer looked deathly pale.

"Where are you running to?" Emperor Xuan Du laughed heartily, "Go on, why aren't you continuing to swim?"

His mood was extremely relaxed. Whether lake or sea, any body of water is his home turf.

In the water, He Lingchuan True Person's chance of defeating him is nearly zero.

Unless, like last time in the Liuli Sea, he is forcibly dragged back by some unknown force and vanishes abruptly.

He Lingchuan suddenly smiled at him, each word clearly transmitted to all the demons' ears: "I've already arrived."

Emperor Xuan Du's smiling face froze slightly:

This guy can also speak underwater?

But after all, this is the dream of the Earth Mother Plain; perhaps the Nine Abysses also counts as half a master here, enjoying certain privileges, so Emperor Xuan Du didn't dwell on it.

However, the undercurrents in this lake are themselves very turbulent. The demons stopping here all felt the strong impact of the water flow.

One deity couldn't help but complain: "This is a lake, not the sea—why is the current so turbulent?"

The speaker meant nothing by it, but the listener took it to heart; Emperor Xuan Du's heart stirred: In a terrain like the Confined Dragon Pit, the lake bottom and surface should both be calm—where would such an undercurrent come from?

Moreover, having swum this far, they saw neither the shore nor the lake bottom.

As this thought arose, the watery area behind He Lingchuan appeared shadowy and indistinct, as if something had been pushed over by the undercurrent.

Visibility here is truly poor. That thing drifted close enough that the demons could barely make out its shape. The Illusory Music Goddess exclaimed in surprise: "Such long leaves—is this a seaweed forest?"

The demons initially thought it was a colossal object, but upon closer inspection, it was indeed colossal, yet not a single entity, but rather long, spreading, drifting with the waves—a giant seaweed forest!

Each strand of seaweed is over ten zhang in length.

They sway freely in the water, collectively gathering into a vast, dim underwater forest that makes one's heart feel chilled.

Another deity couldn't help but ask: "Can the lake of the Confined Dragon Pit accommodate such a huge seaweed forest?"

This seaweed forest stretches so far that its end cannot be seen at a glance. He Lingchuan drifted beside it, like an orange floating before an island.

The area of the Confined Dragon Pit is indeed large, but the Red Lake's area is ultimately limited—how could it hold such a vast seaweed forest?

The Illusory Music Goddess could only speculate: "This is a dream, after all, differing from reality in many ways."

The greatest feature of dreams, whether beautiful or terrifying, is their lack of logic.

But before he finished speaking, Emperor Xuan Du interrupted: "That's not an ordinary seaweed forest—it's the body of the Hidden God Lord!"

"What?" The demons were shocked.

Most of them had never stood watch on Lingyun Island, never seen with their own eyes the legendary material used to craft the Descended God's body, so they didn't know the true nature of this seaweed forest. But Emperor Xuan Du had been constantly accompanied by it in the Liuli Sea; although the shape of the seaweed leaves had changed, he could still instantly recognize it—this is the stolen goods that the Nine Abysses pilfered from the Liuli Sea of Lingyun Island!

Emperor Xuan Du and the Void Holy Sovereign had also discussed where the Nine Abysses would hide the Hidden God Lord's body.

This question had troubled the demons before; the compromise solution was to place it in a small world, but maintaining internal and external seawater exchange was no easy task.

Therefore, for the Nine Abysses, the most reasonable course was to destroy it, to prevent it from falling back into demon hands once and for all.

Considering how the Nine Abysses had handled the true form of the Thousand Illusions True Person before, they all thought this was very likely.

But now, at this very moment, Emperor Xuan Du has found the negative answer.

Where exactly is this? Xuan Du stared fixedly at He Lingchuan. Even if he were careless, he would sense the strangeness of this water region.

But it shouldn't be—today's game was carefully designed by our side; the Nine Abysses couldn't possibly have deployed a countermeasure so quickly.