Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1091 - 196_4

Zhao Yi: "Tsk, I like this title."

In the last third of the painting, from the painter's perspective, it actually portrays the future.

In short, a group of people will come here, enter the high tower, and begin to ascend the floors.

As they walk, each of them will be accompanied by an additional person.

Because the people here are depicted using two different painting styles, it clearly distinguishes between the "People of Destiny" and the native inhabitants inside the tower who indulge in revelry.

After the People of Destiny enter the tower, they move upward floor by floor, and as they ascend, each is accompanied by someone who was originally chatting freely in the tower.

Zhao Yi: "Does this mean we're supposed to find a companion?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Yes, the conditions for external intervention have arrived."

The meaning in the painting is subtle yet very clear. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Zhao Yi's face breaks into a smile; if that's the case, then his current disadvantage is no longer a disadvantage.

The second-to-last painting depicts two overlapping figures, with a special radiance shining down on them as they strike a bell.

In the final painting, at the top of the scroll, a pure and crystalline white hand appears, seemingly guiding, and above it appears the true Heavenly Gate Immortal Palace.

At the bottom of the scroll, shadows from within the tower, the Kneeling Corpse Pit, and within all the emeralds, even including the courtesans on the white path, all ascend from the ground collectively towards the Immortal Palace.

This dense scene of collective ascension holds a peculiar sense of horror.

Li Zhiyuan pointed to the scene in the penultimate painting where the bell at the top of the tower is being rung; the bell is rung by two overlapping figures, but you can see that one is a Person of Destiny and the other is a native of the tower.

Zhao Yi: "Only one side can survive, two out of three options."

Li Zhiyuan: "Yes."

Zhao Yi pointed again to "those people" from the previous painting: "Since an ominous number is deliberately used, it proves that every so often, groups of people come in here, all wanting to strike that bell. Look at this painting, after successfully ringing the bell, the radiance envelops them, this is a great opportunity, an immortal fate."

Li Zhiyuan: "An immortal fate?"

Zhao Yi: "It means that the final victor, even if they can't trigger a daytime ascension, will still reap enormous benefits."

Li Zhiyuan: "Perhaps."

Zhao Yi: "Why do you seem so unenthusiastic? Is it because you think you're going to lose me?"

Li Zhiyuan said nothing, pointing to the stairs to indicate it was time to go to the second floor.

As the two ascended the stairs, Zhao Yi spoke, "Whose face appeared on the top floor earlier?" Then Zhao Yi answered himself, "The person who formally established this place?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Should be."

However, the black-robed person in Alii's dream clearly stated that he harbored a grudge against a certain Dragon King from the Qin and Liu Families. Based on this calculation and combined with the construction era here, it seems somewhat out of alignment.

The Qin and Liu Families have a long history, but to have had a conflict with the person who built this place... That time frame seems a bit too forced, perhaps only the true first-generation Dragon King of the Qin and Liu Families barely fits the bill.

The thoughts in Li Zhiyuan's mind were numerous and chaotic.

The main point is that this place is not immutable. Even after its layout was set, people like Yu Cangsheng have continuously entered.

Including themselves, they have been forcibly brought here by the Jiang Shui.

Too many people have entered, and it certainly impacts this place continuously.

Zhao Yi: "Hey, you're keeping secrets from me."

Li Zhiyuan: "Yes, we are now competitors, aren't we?"

Zhao Yi clutched his delicate heart dramatically, "Alright, alright, alright!"

Li Zhiyuan: "Didn't you also intentionally mislead me during your explanation just now?"

Zhao Yi: "I don't mind doing that, since you wouldn't be misled by me anyway."

The two of them arrived on the second floor, where there were desks set with fine wine and delicious food, but there was no lively drinking party; everyone sat quietly in their places.

They were all dressed differently, of varying ages, and all were dead.

They died peacefully, with smiles on their faces.

In front of each person, there was a bell hanging, and as Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi stepped onto the second floor, all the bells rang out.

"Shh~" Zhao Yi whistled and said with a smile, "Looks like everyone's quite satisfied with us and willing to follow us."

The ringing of the bells means they are willing to be chosen, which is also a form of recognition.

Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi carefully examined the bells.

The bells were uniquely designed, with an upward-facing groove on the outside.

This is actually a kind of special restriction for this high tower.

The tower suppresses all the people here.

This is easy to understand, given the unique environment here; the corpses can be perfectly preserved, not eroded by time at all.

Those who can enter this tower are Xuanmen people; if these people's bodies are kept here for so long without suppression, problems are bound to arise.

The use of the bells is simple and can be figured out by anyone with basic knowledge of the Array.

One only needs to drop their blood into the groove of the bell, filling it up, to temporarily lift the tower's restriction on the corpse corresponding to that bell.

It's like a small-scale blood sacrifice ritual.

Much like the folk custom of dripping blood into wine to drink together and swear brotherhood.

If one doesn't drop blood into the bell and tries to touch the corpses, they will suffer the same suppression from the tower.

The rules, in the tower, are very strict too.

Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi merely walked around among the crowd, observing but not choosing.

Even if they were to choose, they wouldn't choose on this second floor.

Then they went up to the third floor.

The third floor was arranged the same as the second but had half the people.