Leaves left its perch and landed upon his side, the yellow glimmer was akin to that of a leaf made of gold.
After an unknown period of time, the surroundings gradually quietened down, twilight also receded and night arrived. He raised his head and checked his surroundings to make sure no one was paying any attention to his direction and moved towards the abandoned well.
He knew that he couldn’t show any hesitation, otherwise he would attract the attention of others.
Thus, he directly dropped his body; the gold-like leaf rose up, and then fell, landing outside of the well’s rim.
The abandoned well was bottomless, and naturally did not contain any silt, akin to entering nothingness. There was not a single ray of light here, only darkness, Chen Chang Sheng plummeted down the darkness increasingly fast. When he jumped down the well, he had placed his arms around his head; his Master and Senior had used medicinal decoctions and cudgels to toughen his body from when he was a child, thus he ensured he wouldn’t receive any injury from bumping into the walls of the well in his descent.
After entering this darkness from the bottom of the well, the wind whistled past his face, he didn’t worry about falling to his death, because he knew that the Black Dragon would definitely notice his arrival. Not to mention, inexplicably, the closer he got to the Black Dragon, the closer his emotions got to being the same as that on the night of the Ivy League gathering; fearing nothing, not even death itself.
He was still in mid-air as he heard that long, drawn-out breathing, before hearing it slowly stopping.
From within the darkness appeared two ethereal spheres of divine flame, these were its eyes.