A year later, amid the tree-covered mountains, a young cultivator flew unhurriedly through the endless mountain ranges.
The young man in the pale-blue robe was none other than Qin Fengming, who had finally managed to escape from that enormous beast.
The colossal prehistoric beast, stretching over a thousand li, had begun wandering through the vast lake after gorging itself on an immense amount of energy.
Frightened, Qin Fengming naturally had not tried to escape by force.
Faced with that terrifying behemoth, forget being attacked—even being lightly brushed by its massive body would have been enough to smash Qin Fengming's bones and leave his muscles torn.
Qin Fengming had remained safely ensconced in the depression atop the demonic beast's enormous face.
All he needed to do was wait for the beast to doze off.
He did not believe a demonic beast with such a huge body would keep wandering through the lake forever. After some time, it would inevitably lie down somewhere and fall asleep.
Even if a beast of such immense size did not expend much energy moving through the lake, operating such a colossal body still consumed no small amount of stamina. Thus, frequent rest was naturally indispensable.
Qin Fengming's prediction had been correct. The enormous beast wandered through the lake for several months before apparently digesting the immense energy it had absorbed. It then lay atop a huge mountain range on the lakebed deep beneath the water.
Another two full months passed before the enormous beast finally closed its eyes and sank into slumber.
With every breath the beast took, a mighty current of water shot straight toward the lake's surface, two or three thousand zhang away.
Whenever it exhaled, an enormous area of waves, dozens of li across, surged up on the lake's surface. Whenever it inhaled,