Ling Xuan's eyes widened. "Senior Tang, is this normal? For her to be this restless?"
Tang Wei's liquid form rippled uneasily. "She stirs occasionally, but never like this. Something has agitated her beyond measure."
Long Chen frowned. "Could it be because of my master's attacks on the lake surface?"
Tang Wei shook his head. "Countless have tried breaking in before. None provoked her like this." His void-like eyes darkened. "No... this disturbance comes from within the prison itself."
The chamber trembled again. The inverted waterfall's flow reversed violently, revealing glimpses of chains—massive, glowing chains that stretched into the abyss below.
Xiong Ba paled. "What in the heavens is that?!"
"Her restraints," Tang Wei said grimly. "And they're weakening."
Long Chen turned back to the stone tablet, studying the runes with renewed urgency.
