Chapter 393: Going Deeper

Understanding all this, Tang San felt a bit more relaxed.

Under his guidance, the ice boat continuously navigated through the warm-colored flowers, avoiding the areas of the cool-colored flowers, and rapidly moved deeper inside. Their team was undoubtedly the only one not heading toward the exit.

According to the information provided by Xu Ziran, the frequency of the singing in the Hell Garden was relatively low at first. Although the exact intervals couldn't be determined, the overall trend was that the closer it got to the closing time of the Hell Garden, the higher the frequency of the singing, and the faster the danger zones would increase.

For the time being, although the number of warm-colored flowers had decreased, there were still many of them, and they were still mostly connected.

The ice boat continued moving, and Wu Bingji's energy consumption was significantly reduced without the suction from the ground. Upon entering a large area covered by warm-colored flowers, Gu Li used the Chrono Croc Transformation to accelerate again, further increasing the boat's speed.

Tang San didn't do anything to help. As the team leader, besides guiding them in the right direction, his more important task was to guard against any dangers that might appear at any moment. After all, in this mysterious Hell Garden, no one knew what they might encounter.

Gradually, they moved away from the exit. The large light pillar that was initially prominent in their view gradually became smaller, though it was still clearly visible.

The crystal egg didn't give them any further guidance. It merely emitted a faint silver glow and remained quiet in Tang San's hands.

Tang San had his companions take a break every two hours to maintain their optimal condition.

During the breaks, he would go alone to the edge of the cool and warm-colored flower beds, releasing misfortune to determine the direction of the converging misfortune ripples.

He discovered that the further they went, the smaller the coverage area of the warm-colored flowers became, while the density of the misfortune ripples increased. He didn't know how far they were from the center, but after nearly a day of traveling, he saw that the warm-colored flowers were beginning to show signs of disconnection.

In this situation, the ice boat could only plow its way through, expending a massive amount of energy as Tang San used the Lion-Tiger Golden Astral to clear a path. They swiftly crossed one area covered by cool-colored flowers to reach the next patch of warm-colored flowers.

Wu Bingji and the others finally understood how terrifying the cool-colored flower regions were. The scariest part wasn't the attacks, which were at most equivalent to the attacks of sixth or seventh-order nymphs, but the omnipresent devouring force that significantly increased their energy consumption. If they hadn't bought a lot of natural treasures to replenish their life force and bloodline power before entering, they might not have been able to sustain themselves.

Their progress slowed as they faced the attacks of the cool-colored flowers.

When they crossed the third patch of cool-colored flowers, the second round of singing finally began.

Tang San tried to sense the changes in the misfortune ripples. The ripples had become noticeably denser, and the warm-colored flowers continued to decrease.

Tang San furrowed his brows. If this continued, then even if they reached the center of the misfortune ripples, would they have to face attacks from the cool-colored flowers all the way back? The energy consumption would be unbearable!

He hesitated and instinctively looked at the crystal egg in his hand.

As if the crystal egg sensed his hesitation, a thought came from within the egg once more.

"Go!"

Tang San sent out his thought,

"Can you ensure we can return safely?"

"Yes!"

The residual thought responded concisely, but Tang San noticed that this time, it was much weaker than before, as if it was dissipating.

There was an invisible pressure within the Hell Garden. Tang San could feel that if his divine consciousness appeared here, it would likely face serious dangers.

Under such conditions, he couldn't determine if he could lead his companions out of there alive, even if he gave it his all.

Especially if they went deeper.

Tang San sent out a thought again,

"We will continue forward, but if I feel we don't have enough time or we lack the ability to return, we will have to stop. Your Majesty, we need to survive after all."

The crystal egg didn't respond this time. It was unclear whether the residual thought was too weak or if it acknowledged his point. Either way, it changed nothing.

The crystal boat continued forward. Tang San was very eager to explore the mysteries of this unique space.

He had Cheng Zicheng accelerate to full speed, Wu Bingji maintain the ice boat, and Gu Li fully activate Time Acceleration to speed up their progress as much as possible.

When breaking through the areas of cool-colored flowers, Tang San activated the Lion-Tiger Golden Astral to a greater extent, protecting his companions and minimizing their energy consumption. Although his own consumption increased, the regenerative nature of the Mysterious Heaven Technique allowed him to recover quickly enough.

The light pillar representing the exit had become just a thin line in the distance when the singing echoed for the third time. For every kilometer they advanced, they had to cross a few hundred meters of cool-colored flower beds. Progress was becoming increasingly difficult.

In this area, the misfortune ripples seemed to cover everything, becoming so dense that it was almost impossible to discern where they came from and where they went.

Tang San knew they were getting closer to the center of the misfortune ripples.

After enduring the third round of singing, they took a break on the spot, recovering their strength.

Cheng Zicheng asked Tang San, "Little Tang, which direction should we head next?"

Tang San raised his hand and pointed in a direction, "That way..." As he finished saying these words, his voice suddenly halted.

"What’s wrong?" Cheng Zicheng noticed something was off with him.

Tang San lowered his hand, hesitation in his eyes.

The others sensed something was wrong, too, and looked over. Wu Bingji asked, "Is something wrong, Tang San?"

Tang San furrowed his brows and said, "The direction is correct. But in that direction, I can't sense the presence of any warm-colored flowers."

Indeed, in his spiritual perception, that direction was entirely cool-colored, seemingly boundless. Moreover, the range his spiritual power could probe was significantly compressed.

This time, even Wu Bingji hesitated.

They had crossed cool-colored flower regions multiple times, deeply fearing the omnipresent devouring force. They would face endless attacks if they ventured into a boundless cool-colored flower bed. The most crucial part was not knowing how long it would take to cross that area or where the endpoint was... or whether there

was

one

"Senior brother, you all should stay here. Don't go any further. Wait for me here," Tang San said decisively.

"What? How can we let you go alone?" Wu Bingji immediately objected.

Tang San shook his head and said, "Senior brother, this is the best choice. You know that I am stronger. Without warm-colored flowers to rest on, we won't have time to recover if we go deeper. I can last longer, and alone, I'll be faster. I'll move forward based on how long I can maintain my strength. If I feel I can't go on, I'll immediately return. If we all go together and any of you become exhausted, it will be harder for us to escape. It's easier if I'm alone."

Wu Bingji wanted to say more, but Tang San quickly interjected, "Eldest brother, don't worry. I won't be reckless. I will definitely come back safely. The singing has already sounded three times. I plan to return before it sounds again."