Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 611 Qin Wushuang's Choice!

Upon hearing Yan Zhuiyang's cheer, immediately Qin Wushuang's calm mind started spinning. With astonishment, he wondered whether it was possible that Yan Zhuiyang had truly chosen the living path.
Yan Zhuiyang laughed proudly. "Qin Wushuang, can't you see? I am safe and sound. Ha ha ha! Qin Wushuang, when competing for luck, you cannot top this! Now, do you still have the guts to chase after me? Ha ha ha."
Yan Zhuiyang truly felt extremely refreshed. Now, it could be said that he was secure in the knowledge of his future. He had the right to celebrate his victory and be arrogant. Currently, Qin Wushuang could only turn his back and stay angry.
Being safe and sound meant that the bridge he had chose must have been the living path.
For the remaining one, regardless of how Qin Wushuang chose, there would not be any opportunity to live. Therefore, Qin Wushuang's smartest choice was to get out of there immediately.
Thinking how Qin Wushuang had chased him for a such long time and how he could only run away with his tail between his legs, the delightfulness inside Yan Zhuiyang's mind was indescribable.
Qin Wushuang gave a long sigh, for could he truly let this Yan Zhuiyang sneak away under his eye? To tell the truth, he still believed there to be a way!
However, these two stone tablets resembled nature itself within the Coiling Dragon Palace Hall. Clearly, it was not something Yan Zhuiyang could have crafted in a short period of time.
It meant that if the content of these two stone tablets were true, then he would be left without a choice and forced to leave.
Just as his mind was spinning with confusion, Yan Zhuiyang's proud laughter emerged again. "Qin Wushuang, if you've got guts, sit there and don't leave! I will come out to greet you."
Clearly, Yan Zhuiyang was not an idiot. He knew that if he had truly controlled this Coiling Dragon Palace Hall, it would be as easy as a hand's turn to kill Qin Wushuang in this territory.
Previously, he was worried if Qin Wushuang would stick around. Now, he was worried about personal gains and the loss of him if he ran away. Therefore, he wanted to use words to provoke Qin Wushuang.
"Ha ha, Qin Wushuang, I want to see how your Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan claims to die standing and not down on their knees. Let me see if this arrogant slogan comes true with you. If you run away, you are a coward, a loser to the Heavenly Emperor Mountain. It proves that your Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan are hypocrites that fish for compliments, a people who are afraid to die just before the battle!"
Yan Zhuiyang spoke irresponsibly. How could this be a young martial artist in one's prime? This tone had clearly made him sound like an urchin who shouts abusive words in the street after a fight with his companion.
At this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly came across an idea. An innate intuition had allowed Qin Wushuang to experience a burst of wonderful feeling.
This was a form of subconsciousness that seemed to have streaked across Qin Wushuang's eyes. In this instant, an idea was sparked:t was too early for Yan Zhuiyang to be pleased with himself!
Before Qin Wushuang could finish this thought, suddenly brilliant rays erupted across the entire Coiling Dragon Palace Hall. A burst of blood colored lights filled the air and rolled up within the entire palace. Just when Yan Zhuiyang was feeling pleased with himself, his entire body was rolled into these lights instantly.
The ray of blood was like an angry monster. With one roll, the flesh of Yan Zhuiyang swirled into the air and transformed into a foul mist as his blood rained down into the blood colored abyss.
Also, with a plopping sound the Supreme Dao long blade dropped into the blood colored abyss. After a burst of violent bubbles, it submerged to the bottom.
The rising fog emitted from the blood colored abyss appeared extremely malevolent. It was as if a sleeping fierce beast was flowing over top of it quietly.
Qin Wushuang's heart was pounding for he did not know whether he was joyful or worried. In the ordinary course of events, he should be happy that Yan Zhuiyang was finally meet with mishap after he had chased to kill him for so long. In reality, Qin Wushuang also felt extremely joyous for Yan Zhuiyang's death. Yet at the same time, with that surge of violent light inside the Coiling Dragon Palace Hall, he felt extra concerned of what this place was capable of.
Qin Wushuang was somewhat daze as he looked at the blood colored abyss. He raised his head to look at the two rainbow bridges, noticing now that one of them had the remains of blood left by Yan Zhuiyang.
On the other hand, the other bridge sat there quietly and remained undisturbed.
"Would this bridge lead to survival?" As Qin Wushuang looked at this bridge that was abandoned by Yan Zhuiyang, he said with a bitter smile, "Yan Zhuiyang blew his own trumpet and claimed to have good luck. In the end, he stepped onto a dead end. It seems that in the unseen world of spirits, it's possible that the talk of luck has the will of Heaven. It was too early for Yan Zhuiyang to be pleased with himself, as extreme joy can turn to sorrow."
Although Yan Zhuiyang had chose the other bridge which proved to lead to a dead end, Qin Wushuang could not step onto this bridge before him easily.
For some unknown reason, Qin Wushuang could not find peace with himself to walk onto this bridge. Inwardly, a voice from his heart was telling him that this bridge would also not be leading to a living path.
Qin Wushuang's intuition had always been accurate. This time was no exception. Although Qin Wushuang knew that perhaps, the secrets inside this Coiling Dragon Palace Hall will bring him some fortuitous opportunities, he still exercised control over this greed. He felt that since these two bridges had brought him too much unknown fear, the best method would be not to step on either of them.
Avoiding it would be the best choice!
Thinking here, Qin Wushuang had firmly decided that even if the bridge lead towards a living path, he would not walk on it. He was unwilling to bet his life away. The game of chance before him was not enough to make him use his life as a bargaining chip!
Without hesitation, Qin Wushuang turned around to leave. After he took a few steps, suddenly he came to a different realization. With curious coincidence, he returned to the blood colored abyss and looked at the water bubbling from the abyss.
Then, he looked again at the two stone tablets. A bold idea flashed across Qin Wushuang's mind. As soon as this idea came to life, it spun around his head as he thought of its extreme craziness.
As if a pair of formless hands had started to push him, Qin Wushuang initiated the Supreme Dao shield. Like driving a flying boat, his entire body merged into a conical ball of light with the Supreme Dao shield as he was thrusted into the blood colored abyss.
He controlled his power and technique perfectly in this dash. After the dash, like a giant red curtain, the blood colored abyss separated into two halves from the middle.
All of a sudden, red lights flushed up abruptly. His conical ball of light kept pushing forward towards the underside of the abyss. This ball of light seemed to be a sharp blade generated by the heaven and earth as it kept splitting open more and more layers, reaching further beneath the abyss.
Yes, at that moment, mysterious and inexorable voices were telling Qin Wushuang that those two bridges would not lead to living paths.
The true living path was inside this blood colored abyss!
Qin Wushuang rarely acted impulsively; however, under the bewitchment of this mysterious and yet faintly discernible voice, he dashed down without the slightest hesitation.
As his figure kept penetrating deeper, the more Qin Wushuang was reaffirmed with his thought. He felt that this decision was correct!
This choice that seemed to be the ultimate gamble, in fact, was an arrangement set by the Will of Heaven in the unseen world of spirits. The splashes on both sides kept going straight up unceasingly. On the other hand, Qin Wushuang's figure kept drilling towards the abyss at a rapid speed.
Suddenly, the water screen on both sides closed and wrapped Qin Wushuang's body.
There was only a burst of pure red light before Qin Wushuang's eyes. It was as if the entire world had become the bloody Asura world.
Just when Qin Wushuang was feeling hesitant, the sinking down motion finally stopped. Qin Wushuang did not dare to neglect his safety and placed the Supreme Dao shield before him to defend himself. Then, he opened his eyes.
Before his eyes was a miraculous world that made Qin Wushuang unable to breath.
The fences were carved with white jade and a bridge that was set by golden bricks all lead to a great palace filled with the presence of treasures and pearls. There were all kinds of lofty coral trees, oddly-shaped sea beast stone sculptures, and every kind of pearl and shell. It made one almost doubt whether or not they had entered the legendary paradise.
Inwardly, Qin Wushuang's heart jumped as he thought, "Could this be a palace within a palace?"
It seemed that perhaps, this place was the core area of the Coiling Dragon Palace Hall and the outer space. Qin Wushuang did not find it strange.
Since the owner of the Coiling Dragon Palace Hall was capable of establishing an independent space inside this Black Dead Sea, it was sufficiently enough to prove the great skill of the owner.
It was definitely not a difficult thing to build another independent space within the Coiling Dragon Palace Hall.
Thinking here, Qin Wushuang became even more curious. Now, he truly wanted to know whether this Coiling Dragon Palace Hall was related to the Immemorial Phantom Dragon.
After he walked passed the short bridge, Qin Wushuang sensed an incredibly cozy and comfortable feeling. Now, he did not have a single uneasy feeling. It was completely different than when he traveled through the disordered whirlpool and entering the Coiling Dragon Palace Hall. At that time, he perceived troubled emotions everywhere. Now, he felt all kinds of coziness.
Rather than calling it a palace, it could be said that it was a little courtyard to the Coiling Dragon Palace Hall. Despite its' small infrastructure, it was constructed to be incredibly unique.
Qin Wushuang walked around this little courtyard and suddenly, fixed his gaze on a deep pond at the rear of the yard. The water of the pond appeared completely serene and emitted an azure devilish color. Although this pond was not big, it was filled with a strange presence.
This presence, was indeed, the familiar feeling of the ancient bloodline. In spite of been different than Bao Bao's ancient bloodline, it posed some similar aspects.
"Could it be that this is the entrenched place to the Immemorial Phantom Dragon?"
This pond was not very big. It would be enough only for an Immemorial Phantom Dragon with a large body. For the time being, Qin Wushuang was stunned as he looked at it.
Indeed, this pond had a somewhat mysterious presence. Without a doubt, it showcased that this pond was definitely related to the Immemorial Phantom Dragon.
It was because the presence Qin Wushuang could sense was unusually strong.
"If there are truly dragon eggs from the Immemorial Phantom Dragon, might as well take them. I can give them to Lord Mu Rong and it could be said that I have finished my mission. What would those higher-ups of the Floating Snow House say? Even if I don't need to look at the face of those higher-ups, I cannot put Xu'Er into a difficult situation."
Thinking here, Qin Wushuang scuttled into the pond with a fish-like leap.
This pond was only the size of a little lake. As soon as Qin Wushuang jumped inside, his entire body shivered. The water of the pond was piercingly cold, for in fact, it was cold enough to penetrate your bone marrow!
With the serene armor protecting him, plus the baptism from the Supreme Dao lights, Qin Wushuang's body was truly strong. Despite all these advantages, he still felt the cold piercing his body. It was sufficient to see how cold the water of the pond was!
The further he dived, the stronger the coldness. It nearly froze Qin Wushuang's entire body numb. He found it hard to believe that such a cold pond had not turned into ice. The water, however, was certainly much colder than any ice could be!