As the prayers were recited, bursts of wind rose, and air currents swept through this underground base, ringing the wind chimes under many of the building eaves. The wind blew past the enormous stele, increasing in speed due to the narrow passage effect, swirling the robes of many sacrificial personnel present.
La Gui'er and a group of priests clasped their hands together, eyes closed in prayer, as the wind grew louder. The once tranquil pool now formed rippling vortices, while Blanchi at this moment was centered in the vortex, slowly sinking beneath the water.
Originally, she thought breathing would be difficult, but as the liquid entered her lungs and body, she felt no discomfort. It was as though the liquid contained oxygen, remarkably light; if this water filled a balloon, it could soar upwards.
