Chapter 469

At this moment, having understood their situation, everyone aboard the Infinite and the Northern 09 nuclear submarine tensed up, silently holding their breath.

The thrusters were slowed to minimum speed, and both submersibles began advancing toward the Qianfang cliff at their slowest pace.

Mud rising from the seabed had turned the entire sea into a murky hell; the Infinite crept forward using its sensors, and inside the cockpit, Lin Xian and the others all wore grim expressions, as if they could hear their own heartbeats.

Drip.

The sonar detector was active.

The terrain scanner continuously rendered a holographic map of the seabed: a smooth, sloping underwater cliff descended deeper.

In the rear carriages, Shizhi and Abai—the two who could sense the monster’s aura—were pale with terror; they knew with absolute certainty that a terrifying god-beast stood before them in the abyss. Neither the Infinite nor Viola’s sensors could detect the creature’s true scale; the Heavy Train and the Northern Wind nuclear submarine now resembled two insignificant earthworms beneath a mountain. For the first time, Shizhi and Abai sensed a monstrous presence so vast it blotted out the sky.

That aura was like heaven collapsing and the sea overturning.

And yet, they were moving straight toward it.

In the Infinite’s cockpit, Lin Xian was rigid with tension, focusing all his attention on the Mechanical Heart; the Infinite now felt as if it had merged completely with him—he could clearly sense the bone-chilling pressure and the strange, shifting underwater currents outside.

Drip.

The sonar detector sounded again, issuing an alarm—not a biological alert, but a terrain alert: the terrain scan analysis confirmed that ahead lay a sea cliff, a mountain body.

But Lin Xian knew it should be an endless abyss.

Boom!

Massive surging undercurrents surged from behind, as if invisible hands were shoving them toward the cliff, toward the abyss.

“Is that thing standing at the bottom of the trench… or rising?” Kiki hovered beside Lin Xian, speaking carefully.

Lin Xian shook his head, not daring to divert his attention for an instant.

“Viola, find me a descent path.”

【Descent path mapped via terrain scan.】A clear hologram appeared before Lin Xian: before the cliff, a colossal body filled the space; Viola had identified a relatively wide gap in the cliff face and plotted a route.

【If the target moves, collision is highly likely. Recommend advancing at an angled descent and increasing descent speed.】Viola warned.

“I know.”

Lin Xian’s heart was in his throat—he knew the danger all too well. But the closer they got, the more intense the dark energy fluctuations became, plunging everyone into an icy hell. Even the electromagnetic components aboard the Infinite were disrupted. To remain hidden, they couldn’t activate the same-potential shield; they relied solely on the Heterogeneous Cube for resistance. On the Northern Wind 09, luck was worse: many inside already felt suffocating pressure, blurred vision, bleeding eardrums and skin.

All Lin Xian heard now was the ticking of his watch and the sonar’s hum. He guided the Infinite slowly off the cliff, adjusted its nose-down angle, and sank deeper into the murky silt.

Soon, the Infinite left the cliff’s terrain behind and entered the abyss—but the terrain scan suggested they were passing through a valley fissure. Lin Xian and the others knew: there was no longer any “terrain.” The massive structures on the scan were not rock—they were the body of a living creature, capable of movement at any moment.

In Carriage 5, Shasha and Mo Xiaotian pressed their faces against the viewport, but all they saw was swirling, murky silt. Beyond the carriage’s interior lights, no light remained in the seawater.

“Are we between the giant god’s toe gaps?” Shasha whispered.

Daliu shook his head, not daring to breathe: “I don’t know.”

He turned to Lu Xingchen. Fire Brother sat tense in his chair, arms crossed, brows furrowed. Seeing Daliu’s gaze, he growled:

“What are you staring at? I’m not scared. This water’s too stifling. If we were on land, I’d torch anything—even a world-class monster—with my Flame Purge!”

Daliu nodded: “I believe that.”

Beside him, Long Zhijie stood ready to act. Underwater, few could use their abilities—Long Zhijie was among the few who could help.

Daliu’s ability, however, was useless here in the thousand-meter abyss—even if he had ten thousand tons of strength, he could do nothing but sit and stare.

Similarly, in the rear carriages, Shizhi and Abai—the perception specialists—could no longer remain calm. Perception was meaningless now; from their view, darkness had completely engulfed the Infinite. Shu Qin, Qian Dele, Luo Yang, Xiaoqing, Lu Chang, Ningjing, and the others could only sit helplessly.

Meanwhile, Mo Nika stood alone at the rear, between the Twin Star 11R and the power carriage, having removed her power armor. Her eyes glowed with maximum psychic energy as she whispered into her earpiece:

“Descend another two hundred meters.”

“Got it.” Hearing Mo Nika’s voice, Lin Xian had no doubt—he instructed Viola to take over fine control and ordered the Infinite to descend deeper.

Whirrrrr.

Immediately after descending, the waters ahead erupted violently. Powerful undercurrents tore through the sea. Lin Xian heard a deafening roar—and saw on the terrain scanner a cylindrical “mountain,” hundreds of meters wide, sweep past above them.

A tentacle of the Great Ocean God!

In an instant, everyone’s hearts clenched. Chen Sixuan dug her nails into her palms, face pale, barely catching her breath.

In the cockpit, only Ding Jun’s expression remained relatively composed—though she was still tense, her eyes never left the instruments.

Outside the silent submersible’s star-dust crystal viewport, the ink-black seawater was thick as tar.

The Infinite descended deeper into the six-kilometer trench. Its twelve propellers rotated at minimum frequency, silent. Bubbles released from the blades were crushed instantly by the deep-sea pressure—no sound escaped.

The Great Ocean God’s limbs generated bizarre currents, turning the Infinite into a feather caught in a storm—constantly tugged and twisted. Only Kiki and Long Zhijie, using their powerful telekinesis, could stabilize the Infinite—and Ren on the Northern Wind 09.

“Seven o’clock port side—scraping sound.”

Mo Nika’s voice sounded again.

Lin Xian turned his gaze left. In the weak beam of the spotlight, a massive wall covered in grayish-brown keratin slowly descended. Within the folds of the Great Ocean God’s body, luminous fungal colonies—like mineral veins—pulsed like breathing.

Lin Xian gritted his teeth, halted the Infinite, then pressed forward again into the murky deep after the wall passed.

The train slid soundlessly into the shadow of the mountain, like a leaf carried by the current.