Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 601 I am a Rabbit-Eared Clan 19

Under the suffocating silence and omnipresent cold gazes of the stone chamber, Shen Zi felt as if her blood had frozen.

Time lost its meaning; every second was torture.

The frozen silence was broken only when a hidden door on the other side of the stone chamber, almost blending into the wall, slid open silently.

What appeared behind the door was not a robust dragon-beastman guard, but a tall, almost transparent humanoid figure that seemed to be formed from flowing water.

Its entire body is covered with fine, delicate scales that shimmer like mother-of-pearl. It has no obvious facial features, but two deep blue lights slowly flow around its head.

Its movements were fluid and silent, like a water snake swimming, as it arrived in front of the golden chair.

Without a word, a clear and cold thought was transmitted: "The Supreme One commands, follow me."

This thought, though not a sound, pierced her mind like an ice pick. Shen Zi's body involuntarily flinched.

The gaze from that enormous shadow remained fixed on her, carrying an irresistible pressure.

She didn't even dare to look in that direction again, but stiffly and extremely slowly slid off the chair that was too big for her, her feet hitting the cold, bone-chilling ground.

The flowing entity did not urge anything, but simply waited quietly, its scales shifting and changing with the flickering firelight of the fireplace.

Shen Zi lowered her head and followed the silent guide toward the hidden door. She could feel the gaze of the supreme being in the shadows following her all the way, like cold spider silk coiling around her.

Passing through the hidden door, there is a deep stone corridor that can only accommodate one person at a time. The air is filled with a thick, damp, and cold atmosphere, as if you have stepped into the throat of some abyss.

The wall lamps are inlaid with minerals that emit a faint bluish-green fluorescence, illuminating the stone corridor like a tomb sunk into the deep sea. The stone slabs underfoot are unusually slippery, covered with moss that has condensed from moisture over the years.

The guide glided silently ahead, while Shen Zi stumbled along behind, her heart pounding with each step. After walking for an unknown amount of time, the path suddenly opened up before them.

This is an enormous underground cave with a very high dome, covered with countless huge stalactites of various shapes and sizes, from which water droplets constantly drip.

The crisp "ding-dong" sound echoed in the absolutely quiet space, amplifying the vast emptiness and desolation.

The center of the grotto is not flat ground, but a bottomless pool of water, the water of which is as black as ink, yet strangely shimmers with a faint blue glow.

The poolside is a naturally formed stone platform that descends like steps, incredibly smooth, eroded by water over countless years.

The stone walls were inlaid with more minerals that emitted a bluish-green light, but the light seemed to be absorbed by the deep pool, unable to illuminate the mystery at the bottom.

The air was bitterly cold, imbued with a rich aura of water, a stark contrast to the lava and fire of Dragon City and the rough, dusty atmosphere of the market outside.

This is one of the most primal and solitary power lairs deep within Dragon City.

The guide stopped on the highest stone step at the edge of the pool and pointed to a spot below the center of the pool.

A small stone chamber entrance was carved out of the rock wall there, and a narrow stone bridge, half natural and half carved, leads to the entrance.

The thought came again: "Your dwelling. Wait quietly."

After speaking, the guide's body, which flowed like water, dispersed like a drop of water, silently merging into the bottomless, icy pool below, leaving only ripples spreading out before disappearing completely without a trace.

Shen Zi stood alone by the pool, a bone-chilling cold rising from her feet to the top of her head.

It was eerily quiet here, with only the sound of dripping water, as if counting down the passage of time.

She hugged herself tightly; her thin, luxurious robes looked so ridiculous and powerless in this place.

Looking at the narrow stone bridge leading to the small stone chamber, she felt as if it were a door leading to a prison.

Fear and despair intertwine, and the icy pool seems to symbolize the will of the supreme being, boundless, silent, and dangerous.

She dared not think about the future, dared not think about what "favor" meant, and only felt that she had been completely abandoned at the end of the world.

Just then, an indescribably powerful consciousness pierced through her mental barrier, engulfing her like a vast, boundless abyss.

It wasn't rage, but an absolute presence, like a vast, deep pool. A figure appeared silently not far in front of her—it was the Supreme Being.

He no longer hides in the shadows, but his true form is still full of inhuman qualities.

His body lines were smooth and elegant, covered not with the rough scales of dragon beastmen, but with black jade pieces that looked like they had been deposited in the deepest sea for thousands of years. Each piece shone with a restrained light, faintly revealing a base color of sapphire blue or deep purple.

Tall and slender, he lacked the flamboyant power of Gorga, yet exuded an oppressive aura stemming from ancient bloodlines, the sedimentation of time, and absolute control. His figure in the candlelight seemed to blend seamlessly with the moisture and darkness.

Shen Zi froze completely, like a small animal frozen in ice, even her breathing stopped.

His gaze was more direct and penetrating than it had been in the stone chamber, as if he could see into her soul, her weakness, and the very reason she didn't belong to this world.

There was no worldly desire in those eyes, only pure curiosity, a cold assessment, and... a detached interest in exploring the origin of its "miracle".

The Supreme Being slowly raised one hand, which was not covered with scales and claws, but was like a piece of jade polished by deep water, long and containing boundless power.

He didn't touch Shen Zi's body, but simply extended a finger, the tip of which was surrounded by a cold light that seemed to freeze the surrounding air, and gently, without any warmth, touched Shen Zi's smooth, pale forehead.

A moment!

The extreme chill pierced her soul like needles!

Cold energy that didn't belong to her surged wildly into her through the point of contact, rampaging through her fragile meridians!

This was not a brutal attack, but an "entry" of a completely unequal force, a scan, examination, and touch upon her entire being and the mysterious power within her.

Shen Zi was unable to make a sound. Extreme fear and bone-chilling cold made her tremble violently, and her vision blurred.

She tried to resist, but the faint seed of her power trembled before the ancient and vast power, like a flickering candle in a hurricane.

Her consciousness began to dissipate under the absolute chill, leaving only the deep, eerie, rhythmic words echoing in her ears:

"Nuwa..."

Is this a name for the power within her? Or is it just a perplexing question?

The Supreme Being's deep, star-like eyes narrowed slightly, as if appraising a newly acquired, strange treasure containing unknown dangers.

His exploration of energy at his fingertips did not stop, like the most exquisite carving knife, leaving cold scratches deep within her soul... with the focused and... almost "favored" exploration of a researcher.

On the verge of losing consciousness, Shen Zi seemed to see an entire frozen era slowly pressing down on her, a bubble in another world...