Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 799: 482, Awakening, master the Thunder!

Qing Chen’s ascent against the current, ‘climbing’ on the ceiling of the Underground River, truly shocked Jindai Yunhe.

Although angry, he had never thought someone could be so tenacious.

If there had been sufficient oxygen, if he hadn’t gotten lost in this Underground River, the young man could indeed have climbed back to the entrance bit by bit.

At least it was more reliable than swimming back.

But in Jindai Yunhe’s view…

It was simply impossible.

Because he did not know that Qing Chen would never get lost, nor did he know that Qing Chen’s Knight Vital Energy was already enough to support him breathing underwater for four hours.

Jindai Yunhe coldly watched the young man clinging to the top of the rock wall and sneered.

There was only one set of artificial gills, and he had never planned to share it with Qing Chen.

Bringing Qing Chen back alive to the north was the mission given to him by the consortium.

But if he gave the artificial gills to Qing Chen, and the young man, wanting to die together, directly destroyed the artificial gills, then he too would die in the Underground River.

Humans are strong yet fragile, without oxygen, even a demigod cannot live past thirty minutes.

Jindai Yunhe was afraid. Logically, the young man should grasp every chance to live, to preserve the artificial gills.

But you can’t assume a man who has gone mad will act sensibly.

Therefore, Jindai Yunhe decided not to save Qing Chen; he planned to return his drowned body to the consortium.

He commanded the tyrant salamander to quickly engage in fierce battle.

Qing Chen seemed not to have anticipated that Jindai Yunhe could find a solution to the oxygen problem so quickly.

Before the tyrant salamander rushed over, he had no choice but to push off the wall with a kick and leave the rock wall.

His body, too, was swept downstream by the turbulent currents.

The moment he brushed past the tyrant salamander, the creature’s short, flat claws grazed the young man, leaving three deep, bone-deep gashes on Qing Chen’s body.

The blood had just begun to flow out when it was washed away by the river. Qing Chen felt himself getting weaker and weaker, possibly falling into a state of shock from excessive blood loss.

Qing Chen realized, Jindai Yunhe no longer intended to leave him alive at this point!

The other party, to be safe, wanted to kill him outright!

Qing Chen was not reconciled.

It was not death itself he could not reconcile with.

Everyone must die eventually.

He could not reconcile with dying alone.

The death of a Knight required others to be entombed alongside.

Qing Chen swam swiftly, the nanorobots even forming a pair of fins on his feet so he could swim faster.

But, no matter how fast a person swims in the water, they cannot outpace a tyrant salamander.

At this moment, the tyrant salamander had already turned around, Jindai Yunhe’s face ashen, his patience exhausted.

Wait, Qing Chen suddenly saw a dark shadow on the left side ahead in the Underground River—a small branch of the river! He surged into it with a powerful stroke. He could fit through, but the tyrant salamander’s massive body could not.

Jindai Yunhe, mounted on the back of the tyrant salamander, coldly watched the young man in the cave entrance. As he drew near, the young man shrank back a bit.

However, Qing Chen did not rashly swim further into the dark depths, because once you go astray in that complex, labyrinthine subterranean river, there’s no going back.

Qing Chen touched his wound, attempting to use the nanorobots to patch it up, but the nanorobots had depleted too much energy in the earlier fighting and were powerless to help.

He felt his body growing increasingly cold.

He looked at Jindai Yunhe standing guard at the entrance.

Jindai Yunhe sneered at him, wanting to see how long Qing Chen could hold his breath.

Yet at that moment, the young man closed his eyes.

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“The last meter.”

“It’s your own path.”

In the darkness, all the pores on Qing Chen’s body flared open.

Breathing as much as he could.

Was he going to die?

Would he succumb here in this dark Underground River?

There were still so many things he had not done.

So many people he had not met.

So much good time ahead.

So many roads he had not traveled.

He knew Jindai Yunhe was not dead yet and that there were more plans in place.

But in that instant, nothing else mattered.

Qing Chen used all his strength, his every pore breathing unrestrainedly.

Your life is a long journey, along the way some people come, and some go.

Morning sun.

Evening glows.

Those scenes will also drift away from you.

But if there is anything in this world that can accompany you forever, it must be conviction.

The road of life is long, to keep living, Qing Chen had to open his body and soul, to breathe his own life.

And deep within that life, the power that had lain dormant.

When he first completed the life-and-death challenge, something had been lying dormant, almost opening alongside the genetic lock.

The second time, as he leaped over Weiyang Lake, that feeling became even clearer.

However, the third life-and-death challenge disappointed Qing Chen; above the ocean and below the Dark Kingdom, he did not feel the long-missed life and death, nor did that dormant power stir.

From that time on, Qing Chen should have realized, he had taken a detour in a world governed by virtue.

He should not have turned the Knight’s path into one of certainty.

And now, as the young man retraced his steps through hardships, picking up the scenery he had missed, filling in the gaps in those times…

All came together again.

And so, the power reappeared.

This was life and death.

Qing Chen, in the darkness, felt death and danger drawing closer bit by bit, yet his heart leapt for joy.

In a flash.

The sound of thunder roared in his bones, reverberating, scattering, bursting forth!