Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1095 - 197_2

This tower has twelve floors, but that's just what can be seen above ground. Who knows how many layers there are underground?

When you enter, this is the first floor. When you leave, it becomes the negative first floor.

The tower door starts to close slowly.

Yu Miaomiao looks up at A Yuan, who is lying on the ground above, frantically pounding the surface. She then looks at the black-dressed, sword-wielding woman beside her. Finally, her gaze lands on Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi inside the tower door.

The girl's eyes fill with a crimson hue, her face reflecting madness, and she sprints toward them, screaming:

"No, don't!"

But the tower's pressure is something not even Li Zhiyuan can handle, let alone her.

Just as she tries to rush in, a powerful force sweeps her away, sending her crashing to the ground in the distance.

She quickly gets up, ignoring the blood trickling from her mouth, and continues to scream hysterically.

Zhao Yi: "Looks like she finally understood."

Li Zhiyuan: "When a real survival crisis hits, she suddenly becomes smart."

"Crack!"

The tower door closes.

The previous pause in pressure starts intensifying again.

Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi pick up their Tokens once more, placing them under the mysterious glow.

The tower door opens again.

Outside, it's still a hazy green, and Yu Miaomiao and the black-dressed woman are nowhere to be seen.

The pressure on Li Zhiyuan stops increasing, but Zhao Yi experiences a doubled force driving him out. His body is already fragile, yet he uses the last of his strength to ask Li Zhiyuan a question:

"How can you wager so decisively?"

Though he was mocked earlier by the young man for wasting time, Zhao Yi doesn't feel he was wrong. In that critical moment, who can make such a life-or-death decision so ruthlessly?

He thought opting for a chance of less than ten percent was already a bold gamble, but to his surprise, the young man didn't hesitate at all and placed his bet immediately before turning to other concerns.

Li Zhiyuan calmly said, "Because I don't believe in immortality, nor in becoming an immortal."

Everything arranged and planned here is aiming for immortality.

When you can deny it from the source, from the highest point, then all the tricks and mechanisms below are laid bare before you.

Zhao Yi: "I actually don't believe it either."

Li Zhiyuan: "You actually believe it somewhat."

Zhao Yi hesitated, unable to argue, and finally crawled out of the tower door.

Once outside, he felt relieved, turned sideways, sat on the ground, facing Li Zhiyuan:

"When we get out, let's have a good chat."

The tower door starts closing again.

Li Zhiyuan: "It's still too early to talk about getting out."

The face that appeared on the top floor should be the figure who entered Alii's dream, talking about an entire clan's ascension. So far, he's only seen the preparation stage for "ascension," but not the "entire clan," nor the true ascension itself.

The tower door closes.

Pressure intensifies again. Li Zhiyuan raises his Token, and the door opens once more. He walked out.

"Whew..."

The sensation of the pressure disappearing from his body is quite comforting.

It's empty around him; apart from some piercing green light, there was nothing else.

Li Zhiyuan looks up and sees a layer of green, semi-transparent rock above.

Zhao Yi is laying face down, pressing his face so hard it distorts, waving his hand, making a ghost face.

Due to the pressure endured earlier in the tower, the bindings on his chest have come loose, revealing most of the damaged black heart that continues to stubbornly thump.

Beyond Zhao Yi's layer, Li Zhiyuan can see Yu Miaomiao and the black-dressed woman's level.

This place indeed resembles a multi-layered house made of imperfectly translucent glass.

At this moment, Yu Miaomiao intentionally distances herself significantly from the black-dressed woman, keeping a vigilant eye on her.

The girl has gone to great lengths, not hesitating to use her family's reputation to call in assistance, only to have it about to become her most terrifying adversary.

Li Zhiyuan can also see the topmost layer, although only silhouettes can be seen, yet from the shapes, he can still identify them.

The tall figure who detached from the group to stand alone above Yu Miaomiao's head, waving his arms continuously, should be A Yuan.

As a loyal servant, he is worried about his mistress, wanting to break through the wall to protect her.

Another group, gathered above Zhao Yi and himself, consists of Run Sheng, Tan Wenbin, Yin Meng, and Lin Shuyou.

They were initially waiting anxiously outside the tower, only for the ground beneath their feet to suddenly seep green liquid.

Fortunately, this green liquid possesses no danger, merely soaking the ground into a jade color.

Afterward, they saw Yu Miaomiao and the black-dressed woman emerge from the lower layer, followed by Zhao Yi from the next layer, and finally, their own Brother Xiao Yuan.

Run Sheng took out the Yellow River Shovel, preparing to dig, Lin Shuyou took out the trident, wanting to join in the excavation.

Even Yin Meng took out a few poison jars, to see if they could help corrode the layer.

But Tan Wenbin stopped all these actions.

"Look at him first."

Tan Wenbin said, pointing to A Yuan in the distance.

A Yuan's injuries were already severe, and now, in the continuous pounding on the wall, his yellow fur grew longer, and even his face began to bestialize.

He looked more and more like an ape.

With each strenuous blow, it wasn't just blood that splattered, but also fragments of flesh and bone.

Lin Shuyou: "Even if the stance is different, such loyalty is indeed moving."