Sealed Divine Throne II: Twin Sons of Dragon
Chapter 398 - 198: Such Close Contact_1

Chapter 398: Chapter 198: Such Close Contact_1

Even while carrying Ling Menglu, Long Dangdang didn’t feel his speed was significantly slower than when he was alone. To prevent Ling Menglu from getting struck, his body had already collided several times with stones at the bottom of the waterway. The cold underground water numbed him to the pain, making it bearable. With undivided focus, he continued to press forward with all his might.

At this point, Ling Menglu’s body’s numbness was gradually subsiding. It was a relatively comfortable moment during her breath-holding phase — her chest cavity was compressed due to the water pressure, temporarily lessening her discomfort and allowing her to relax somewhat. However, she began to feel spasms in her diaphragm below her chest, a sign that her breath-holding time was nearing its limit. According to previous experience, this could happen after around four minutes. Once in this state, she would normally be surfacing for air.

Now, though, Long Dangdang was still swimming forward at high speed — she had no choice but to try to stay as relaxed as possible.

At that moment, Long Dangdang tapped her hand lightly. Ling Menglu moved her finger slightly to signal him that she was still alright.

Long Dangdang began to increase his speed again, forcefully propelling himself forward and neglecting the risk of collision, stretching his left hand forward as a buffer to block the rocks. When he was about to collide, his palm would take the brunt of the impact. Fortunately, the stones in the passage, smoothed from years of water erosion, weren’t sharp.

He could feel Ling Menglu’s spasms intensifying. This was a sign that she was on the verge of exceeding her limit. At this moment, they were a hundred meters away from surfacing from the underwater passage.

He swam a few strokes then touched Ling Menglu’s hand again. Her spasms now spreading, she courageously signaled once more with a twitch of her finger.

Long Dangdang swam ever faster, pushing himself to his limits. The last hundred meters started to slope upwards, and the water pressure was gradually decreasing.

But, he noticed, Ling Menglu’s limbs, which had been wrapped around him, had begun to loosen. Her body began to shake more vigorously.

That was bad, thought Long Dangdang — she was at the end of her tether.

In this crisis, Long Dangdang made a quick decision. He unwrapped the rope binding him and Ling Menglu together as he steadily swam upward at an angle.

The last part of the ascendant waterway was relatively wide, and they didn’t need to worry about colliding with anything. As they ascended, their buoyancy increased accordingly.

While swimming, Long Dangdang embraced Ling Menglu from behind, quickly turned around in the water to face her, raising his legs to wrap them around her waist, pressing their bodies together again. At the same time, one hand held the back of her head, forcing it down, while the other supported her chin from below. This was to keep her airway closed, preventing her from opening her mouth to gasp for air in her suffocating state. Under such immense water pressure, inhaling water would be lethal.

Ling Menglu’s tremors intensified, and she was struggling to deal with the suffocating discomfort. Though her consciousness was clear, her mind was gradually going blank.

Though Long Dangdang was desperate to help, underwater conditions presented unique limitations; he couldn’t even transmit air to her. Ming Xi had sternly instructed them that they could not ever transmit air underwater. The water pressure would compress the lungs, shrinking them to a fraction of their size. If air was transmitted into someone’s lungs under these conditions, once they ascended and less pressure was applied, the air would expand rapidly, possibly rupturing the lungs — an enormous risk.

Finally, Long Dangdang broke the water surface with the trembling Ling Menglu.

He gasped for air, replenishing the oxygen he had burned. Then, he realized with dread that Ling Menglu had stopped breathing.

"Call out to her!" Ming Xi’s voice rang in his ears.

Quickly recollecting Ming Xi’s teachings, Long Dangdang held the back of Ling Menglu’s head with one hand, lightly slapped her checks with the other, and shouted loudly, "Breathe, Menglu, breath." He blew air onto her face, trying to signal to her that she was in the air again.

"Breathe, Menglu, breathe!" Seeing no response, Long Dangdang hastily called out again.

Long Kongkong anxiously said, "Big bro, transmit air to cousin."

No longer minding anything else at this point, Long Dangdang tilted Ling Menglu’s forehead backward to open her airways and was about to transmit air to her when...

Just then, Ling Menglu’s body jolted, and she exhaled a long breath, then began inhaling forcefully. She also opened her eyes.

Long Dangdang was overjoyed. He quickly adjusted her head back to a normal position and said, "Breathe, breathe quickly."

After several deep breaths, Ling Menglu began to calm down, although her face was still somewhat pale.

Long Dangdang gently slapped her moist and tender cheek. "Are you okay?"

Ling Menglu weakly formed a peace sign with her fingers. Only then did Long Dangdang breathe a sigh of relief. He eagerly went to shore with the help of Ming Xi and Long Kongkong.