Trapped in a desperate situation, he instead became even calmer, his potential being squeezed out.
After closing his eyes, his senses kept amplifying; as Yang energy circulated, his perception of sinister power was also pushed to the limit.
He kept his eyes closed, arms sweeping, feet moving in rapid alternation, his figure swimming through the water like a fish, racing ahead at top speed.
He was searching for the path those two White-haired Zombies had used to get here—if he followed the route those White-haired Zombies came in by, then he'd definitely be able to get out.
In the chemical plant above, the moment the cables snapped, someone used various specially-enabled instruments to send signals to Qin Kun.
Yet the interference underwater was just too strong, and there'd been no response at all.
The signaling device Qin Kun carried could still send back the odd blip, but the only thing confirmed was that Qin Kun wasn't turning back, but getting farther and farther away.
