Qin Kun's heart sank as he opened the backup oxygen tank; his heartbeat began to slow, but with every beat, the force inside him grew stronger.
He assumed a boxing stance in the water, retaining his Yang Energy, drawing it inward, compounding its intensity, yet not releasing it.
This place, just two minutes ago, had been indiscriminately purged by an ultra-high-voltage electric current.
That overwhelming surge of electricity coursed through the water—even reduced by four or five attenuation levels, it could still incinerate flesh and blood to charcoal.
Now, anything that could still move underwater either survived that purge, or had arrived here from elsewhere within those two minutes.
Qin Kun inspected the marks at the cable breach; there was no trace of electrical damage, and the cut wasn't made all at once—meaning it was almost certainly the latter.
