She said to Zhang Wuji: Sir, the way out is different from the way in.
The mechanism below can only restore the stone bench above to its previous state. No matter how high your cultivation level is, you will be unable to use your strength on the slippery stone wall. If you want to get out, we can only swim out from the pool behind us.
The water under this pool is alive. If I remember correctly, the water in this pool can flow into a stream a hundred meters away. That stream is where the disciples of the Ming Cult usually get water.
A hundred meters away?
Zhang Wuji looked at Han Zhao in surprise. This would require holding your breath for a very long time, and there was no sunlight in the water, so it must be pitch black. Miss Han, are you sure?
Han Zhao nodded and said: It should be possible, you can only trust me now.
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After they swam to the center of the pool, they took a few deep breaths and then dived together.
Han Zhao, who was underwater, swam forward little by little with the help of the water flow, while Zhang Wuji held on tightly to the corner of her clothes.
Now he could only repeat to himself, "Miss Han, in this kind of environment, you must not forget the way. In this kind of ghost place, no matter how high your cultivation is, it will be of no use at all."
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Wuji could still barely endure the underwater environment, but Han Zhao, who had no skills at all, could no longer bear it. She had overestimated herself.
Han Zhao uncontrollably exhaled the air in her stomach, and her body became stiff.
Zhang Wuji could clearly sense Han Zhao's condition.
He quickly grabbed Han Zhao's head and blew the air in his mouth into her mouth. Then, after feeling the direction of the water flow, Zhang Wuji swam over faster.
After swimming about ten feet away, he seemed to see a ray of light, and "survived."
Zhang Wuji floated to the surface holding Han Zhao.
Han Zhao had lost consciousness at this time, and Zhang Wuji quickly placed her on a bluestone.
"I'm sorry, Miss Han."
He pressed Han Zhao's chest with both hands, and after more than ten times, the water in Han Zhao's abdomen came out.
After coughing a few times, she said to Zhang Wuji: "Sir, I'm glad to have you, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get out."
Zhang Wuji quickly grabbed her wrist.
He desperately poured the purest and strongest true energy into Han Zhao's body.
After a moment, Han Zhao hurriedly said: "Sir, it's done."
I am a person without any cultivation at all. If you continue like this, you will burst me.
Zhang Wuji quickly let go of his hand.
He said to Han Zhao: Miss Han, we have been in the secret room for more than ten hours. I think the people from the six sects should have reached Guangmingding by now.
Although I am not a member of the Ming Cult, I have some connections with them. I must go over and take a look. Can you wait for me here?
Han Zhao quickly replied: No, you can't leave me here alone. The mountains and plains are full of people from the six sects. If I am met by them, I will probably die. If you want to go to Guangmingding, I will accompany you.
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