Remould the Glory of Sword Art
Chapter 72 - 72 68 The Mausoleum of the North Sea

72: Chapter 68 The Mausoleum of the North Sea 72: Chapter 68 The Mausoleum of the North Sea The sounds from outside the river felt like thunderclaps, yet at the bottom of the river, it sounded like the reverberation of a distant drum.

Xie Xuanyi stood in the darkness.

He was probably the person most familiar with this sensation in the entire world…

because for the past ten whole years, he had been living in such darkness.

Darkness and darkness are not the same.

Standing in the night, whether one’s eyes are open or closed, one can feel that they are “alive.”

However, standing in the darkness of the Bai Ze Secret Realm,

Xie Xuanyi was reminded once again of the sensation of “death.”

Here, as outside, there was a breeze, sounds grazed by one’s ears, even the noise of water’s flow could be heard…

but this moment’s darkness felt like a shroud cast over the sky of the Heart Lake.

Standing here,

Felt like standing in a coffin.

“Hiss.”

Xie Xuanyi ignited a flame.

The golden Primordial Energy that he squeezed at his fingertips burst into flames, tearing through the cramped and narrow gloom in front of him.

It revealed a wide stone wall carved with arcane Demon Race ancient texts.

Xie Xuanyi had studied the way of array patterns in the Lotus Peak scripture repository.

Many great arrays were designed by ancient sages, to understand them one had to delve into those obscure ancient texts…

fortunately, the writing on the rock wall was something Xie Xuanyi was familiar with.

[“If I obtain the Dao, I wish to bury my body in the North Sea.

Let my body feed the turtles, and attain a great cleansing lasting a myriad years.”]

The golden Primordial Fire illuminated the wall, illuminating these ancient texts that had remained for a thousand years.

Xie Xuanyi understood why he felt so oppressive and hard to bear standing in this darkness.

It is said that the great Bai Ze left behind many caves and quite a few Secret Realms.

But this place…

Seemed not to be a cave, but a “tomb.”

The sensation of standing inside a coffin was possibly because this place was indeed a coffin.

A coffin left by Bai Ze for himself.

“It is indeed tranquil.”

After taking a moment to look at the giant wall below, Xie Xuanyi did not see any residual bloodstains or traces of battle…

He had watched with his own eyes as two groups of people rushed into the Bai Ze Secret Realm, one after another.

Either the gentleman’s agreement they had made before entering the river took effect,

Or the entrance to the Secret Realm was marked with transport array patterns.

Clearly, it was the latter.

The Chu Family, Baihua Valley, as well as himself…

had been transported to different entrances.

This place was eerily silent, leaving Xie Xuanyi with few choices.

For the giant wall blocked the way forward and if this Secret Realm was the tomb left by the great Bai Ze, then the text just viewed could be likened to the epitaph…

and this location, more akin to the final resting place, the end of the tomb.

“My chronic ailment is not here.”

Xie Xuanyi tried to summon his Lifebound Flying Sword from his Heart Lake.

Unexpectedly, after stepping into the Secret Realm,

The Lifebound Flying Sword had completely lost responsiveness…

this attempt to summon it was even less effective than the one before he stood in front of Carp Tide River.

Xie Xuanyi then took out the Ruyi Order, trying to infuse it with his Divine Soul.

As expected, this token also “malfunctioned.”

“No use…

Qin Baihuang still needs more practice,” Xie Xuanyi muttered with a low chuckle, pocketed the token, and walked forward.

He had barely taken a step,

Booming!

A loud noise came from above, causing Xie Xuanyi to frown.

Without any apparent reason, the entire Secret Realm began to tremble, as though an earthquake…

This earth-shattering quake continued for dozens of breaths before it stopped.

The world fell silent once again.

Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes, looking down the path ahead with hesitation.

What caused this tremor?

Was it due to the main array of the Bai Ze Secret Realm, or was it triggered by some other unknown conditions?

He took a deep breath, quickened his pace, and walked towards the dark end.

…

…

Deng Baiyi made her way with difficulty through the crowded alleys.

It was said that this year’s flood season brought a “rarely seen high tide” that occurred once every sixty years; it was just unfortunate that Qing State was sealed off, preventing many famous figures from entering the city, but even so, Wave Viewing Pavilion had been fully booked well in advance.

Streams of people filled the city, making it hard to move an inch.

Deng Baiyi felt somewhat helpless.

She had wanted to squeeze her way to the east of the city, join in the excitement, and witness the so-called high tide.

But considering the current situation, it seemed difficult.

Even if she really managed to get there after great effort, it was unlikely that she would secure a good spot.

Left with no choice, Deng Baiyi could only find a teahouse to rest.

On the second floor, she pushed open the window, looked up at the birds flying overhead, and sighed softly in her heart…

If she too were a bird, then she could simply flap her wings and have a perfect view of the grand tide, right?

The next moment,

Deng Baiyi’s gaze was captured by a familiar figure…

a peddler carrying candied hawthorn, squeezing through the crowd, was precisely the “fly’s eyes” that Xie Zhen had mentioned to her.

At this moment, the peddler was not following the crowd towards the city center, but was going in the opposite direction.

He seemed to be following a young girl.

Deng Baiyi narrowed her eyes.

Indeed…

after observing for a moment, she was sure that the fly’s eyes was on a mission, and the target was a cute child about Jiang Huang’s age.

The child, all alone, wandered as if lost.

And that fly’s eyes peddler was doggedly following her.

For some inexplicable reason, Deng Baiyi chose to settle her bill and leave, then found the “double-agent” fly’s eyes in the crowd.

She certainly remembered the warnings Xie Zhen had given her.

But for some reason, her body honestly followed…

Luckily, keeping her hat brim low, she went unnoticed.

Deng Baiyi took out a talisman, clutched it in her palm, and silently followed the peddler.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

The peddler, clad in simple clothing, had absolutely no awareness that he, the “stalker,” was itself being stalked.

Lichao City was lively, with fireworks soaring into the sky even during the day.