In the dark sewer, Lu Yuan slowly extended a periscope out.
This periscope was like a bamboo pole, 4 meters tall, enabling him to see much farther.
A few flower buds seemed to have detected their arrival, spewing out purple mist.
Lu Yuan cursed silently in his heart.
The purple mist obscured the view.
How could he find the bodiless conch among the endless flower buds?!
This... was a difficult problem.
Lu Yuan felt anxious in his heart.
He knew that with each delay, the likelihood of the conch's death rose incrementally.
"Can you sense that 'Illusion Realm'?" Old Cat asked.
"Yes, there is a murmuring in my mind..."
Old Cat: "Then you have to hurry, the moment the Ascension Ceremony starts, she's definitely dead."
He could hesitate no longer.
Lu Yuan swallowed hard, determined, and took out the small high gun, aiming its dark muzzle at the sky.
"Are you crazy? Going frontal in battle?!" Old Cat exclaimed in shock.
"There's no time to dawdle; this is the only way!"
