Flying Over the Great Lake

The Great Lake Xuan Ning had pointed out stretched across hundreds of miles. Dense fog shrouded it year-round, and its biting cold made it a suitable place to hide. A thousand of Ling Tian's people slipped into the enormous lake without making it feel crowded.

As he watched everyone descend in orderly fashion, Ling Tian carefully surveyed the lake's surface. He activated his Void Breaking Buddha Eye and took in the raiders and members of the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race. Seeing how relaxed they all looked, he let a faint smile touch his lips.

Feeling the demonic aura fade away, Ling Tian relaxed. After laying down some Alert Formations over the lake, he too plunged into the water. With his Void Breaking Buddha Eye active, he quickly found Lian Yue and Xuan Ying. Seeing how at ease they still looked, he smiled and headed toward them.

The lake was nowhere near as bone-chilling as the cold pool at Qingquan Peak. And Ling Tian's cultivation had improved greatly, while his body was far stronger than before. He descended a thousand meters with ease, and as he felt the water's crushing pressure, a relaxed smile played about his lips.

At a depth of a thousand meters, Ling Tian didn't even need to draw on his spiritual energy. His powerful body alone could easily withstand the pressure.

Golden light flickered from his Void Breaking Buddha Eye as Ling Tian strained to peer farther down, hoping to gauge the lake's depth. Shrouded in dense fog, the lake had already turned pitch-black at a thousand meters. But that couldn't stop Ling Tian; he easily saw all the way to the bottom.

"Goodness, this lake isn't much shallower than the cold pool. It must be five or six thousand meters deep." Ling Tian marveled. "The water