Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The crack was very narrow. Zhang Xiahou had to turn his body sideways to fit inside it.
The strange thing was, the bone-piercing cold disappeared after he swam into the crack. He no longer felt the strong water pressure, either. He felt like he was floating in the air.
He could still feel the buoyancy from the water. It felt like he was flying through a rift.
The inside of the crack was pitch-black. Zhang Xiaohou could only rely on a magic ring to light up the path ahead.
Zhang Xiaohou felt like he was currently at the bottom of an abyss. A strange sense of suffocation was pressuring him from all directions.
(Tap tap!)
Zhang Xiaohou was constantly tapping on the wall, sending out a military code.
He was tapping at a certain rhythm. Only those who were with him in Beijiang knew the code. He could not make any sounds with his mouth, and could only use the code to tell Yang Xiajie that help was on the way.
(Tap tap tap, tap tap-tap!)
