The rest of the journey went smoothly, with no further mishaps.
At noon the next day.
The group finally reached their destination.
"So this is Rakshasa Lake?" Shen Boxia's gaze sharpened slightly.
He had known of Rakshasa Lake for a long time, but had never come here in person. Seeing it now, he was deeply shaken.
It was enormous!
This lake...
It was simply too enormous!
The lake stretched north and south, with no end visible at a glance.
There was no opposite shore.
As far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse.
Boundless.
Like the sea.
The water was an unnatural deep blue. The eerie hue seemed to seep up from the bottom of the lake, faintly glowing as though it gave off its own light.
It was sinister and bizarre.
The longer one looked at it, the more it seemed as if the entire lake surface was slowly rising and falling, like a gigantic pair of lungs breathing.
A thin layer of lead-gray mist drifted over the lake.
The mist hovered only two or three feet above the water, a thin veil like a translucent shroud. It did not move, merely hanging there in silence.
Occasionally, the wind would peel back a corner of it, revealing the deep-blue water below.
Before it quickly closed again.
Shen Boxia raised his head and glanced at the sun overhead.
It was noon.
The sunlight was abundant.
Yet when it fell upon the lake, it seemed to be swallowed by something. There was no reflection, nor any normal shimmering light on the waves.
The entire lake was dark and murky.
Other than blue, there was only blue.
"This lake really is strange."
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes and surveyed the surroundings.
This lake itself
was completely out of