Chapter 771
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Chapter 771: The Sunken Dragon Pass
Mist.
Under the chaotic gray sky, the surging sea roared like thunder, and a blinding golden light rapidly ascended from the depths of the ocean, breaking the surface.
As the golden light dissipated, seven figures stood atop a golden longsword, floating amidst the rolling waves.
Baili Pangpang manipulated the “Yaoguang” while surveying the surroundings:
“Qiye, where’s that ship mentioned by Vice Captain Wu…?”
“It should be nearby,” Lin Qiye closed his eyes, his mental energy swiftly expanding, instantly covering several kilometers of the sea surface.
After a moment, he opened his eyes in confusion.
“Nothing? How could this be…?”
“The place we disembarked from is over there,” Jialan looked around and pointed in a direction.
The others followed her finger, but aside from the endless sea, there was nothing else in sight.
“Perhaps it was an attack from the ‘mysterious’ beings of the deep sea that took or destroyed that ship,” An Qingyu speculated.
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully. He extended his hand and gently beckoned in the void, causing endless clouds to coalesce from nothingness, rolling and surging beneath them.
“If there’s no ship, we’ll have to fly back ourselves,” Lin Qiye turned to the others, “Does anyone know the way back?”
“I have a rough idea of the direction,” Jialan said, “Though it might not be the same as the landing point designated by Vice Captain Wu, it will still lead us to the borders of Daxia.”
Baili Pangpang shrugged, “That’s fine, as long as we can get to Daxia, it doesn’t matter where we enter.”
“In that case, let’s go.”
Lin Qiye activated the “Jindouyun” beneath him, swiftly lifting everyone into the sky, roaring away in the direction Jialan indicated!
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Daxia Border.
An invisible wall stood tall above the sea, like a massive glass city wall, blocking the rolling mist from entering Daxia.
On the inner side of this invisible wall, an immense black iron city loomed like a mountain behind the border line, serving as a maritime checkpoint separating Daxia from the mist, silently guarding the frontier.
If Lin Qiye and the others were here, they would surely be greatly shocked.
Before they left Daxia, this area was still a vast expanse of sea; not only was there no iron city, but even a small piece of solid ground was nonexistent.
In just two years, such a grand iron city had been established on the sea surface at the Daxia border. In terms of area, this iron city was at least three times the size of Cangnan City, standing like a black pillar deeply embedded in the Daxia border, radiating a chilling black light under the sun.
On the outer wall of this iron city, a line of enormous scarlet characters was engraved.
a-011·【沉龙】
This is the Daxia A-level war checkpoint, numbered 011, code-named “Chenglong Pass.”
At this moment, on the steel walls of Chenglong Pass, a figure draped in a dark red cloak was using binoculars to monitor the mist wall several kilometers away.
Suddenly, he seemed to have spotted something, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Amidst the rolling mist, a vague silhouette of a ship slowly sailed across the sea, passing through the invisible mist wall and entering Daxia territory. The silver-white hull shimmered in the sunlight, and a series of numbers was written on the right side of the ship.
“This is ‘Chenglong Pass’ point 6, a Daxia-manufactured ship has crossed the mist wall and is heading this way,” the figure picked up the radio and said, “The number is…”
“Received.” The voice on the other end of the radio paused for a moment, seemingly verifying something, “That’s right, that’s our Night Watchman’s ship, entry is permitted.”
“Understood.”
Boom—!
On the surging sea, the black iron city wall emitted a thunderous roar as a heavy and massive gate slowly rose, guiding the ship floating on the sea into Chenglong Pass.
Once the ship entered Chenglong Pass, the city wall gate closed again, and the entire sea area fell into silence once more.
The ship followed the artificial waterway to the docking area of Chenglong Pass, and when it came to a stop, three figures draped in dark red cloaks were already waiting on the shore.
“I am the vice-captain of the original Daxia Night Watchman team 066, Lu Qiu. Please disembark and register your identities,” a man stepped forward and addressed the ship.
The ship floated silently in the waterway, with no one stepping out or responding, enveloped in silence.
Lu Qiu frowned and repeated, “Please disembark and register your identities!”
Still, there was no response from the ship.
Lu Qiu sensed something was off and immediately waved his hand. The other two Night Watchmen quickly leaped onto the deck from the shore and began searching the ship.
Two minutes later, they stood on the deck with bewildered expressions.
“Lu Ge… there’s no one on this ship?”
“No one?” Lu Qiu was taken aback. After personally searching the ship and confirming that there wasn’t a single person aboard, his expression darkened.
No one on the ship… how did it return to Daxia?
He pondered for a moment, then decisively spoke, “This ship is suspicious. Lock it in dock 3 and send experts to investigate. Xiao Jia, report this situation to headquarters, and make it quick!”
“Yes!”
No one noticed that beneath the ship’s shadow in the water, a figure draped in a silver robe slipped into Chenglong Pass like a ghost, disappearing from sight.
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Shangjing City.
“Wu Xiangnan and the others’ ship returned to Chenglong Pass? There’s no one on board?”
Zuo Qing’s brows furrowed upon hearing the report.
“Yes, Commander Zuo.”
In front of Zuo Qing’s desk, a young man with a buzz cut held a document and said seriously, “Experts have already been sent to investigate Chenglong Pass. After thoroughly searching the traces left on the ship, they collected four different fingerprints.
One fingerprint belongs to Wu Xiangnan, one to Jialan, and the other two belong to unidentified individuals…”
“One of them should be a fingerprint left by a member of the Xie Society, but if that’s the case… whose is the fourth fingerprint?” Zuo Qing pondered for a moment, “Are there any signs of ‘mysterious’ activities on the ship?”
“None.” The buzz-cut young man paused before continuing, “Commander Zuo, could it be that someone accidentally activated the ship’s autopilot system and then left? That’s why the ship returned to Chenglong Pass along the pre-determined route?”
Zuo Qing tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, his eyes narrowing, “Moyu, remember, we are the decision-makers of the Night Watchmen. No matter what situation we face, we must always prepare for the worst…
How about this, let Guan go to Chenglong Pass and see what exactly happened.”
