The Arrival of Many Powerhouses

At first glance, it looked like the sun's reflection in the lake, but upon closer inspection, it was nothing of the sort.

Amid the mountains, towering trees could vaguely be seen, and the roars of beasts occasionally echoed out.

A cold mist blanketed the lake, yet no one knew that several vaguely humanoid figures lay at its bottom.

"Cough, cough... We're not dead?"

Suddenly, one figure stirred and opened his eyes. The others were still unconscious.

He immediately activated the law of life and sent it into their bodies. Before long, the others awakened one after another.

When they looked at Chu, their expressions changed. If Chu harbored any ill intent toward them now, they would be nothing more than lambs awaiting slaughter.

"Cough, cough. Thank you, fellow Daoist. I will remember this Cause and Effect," Haotian said gravely. After secretly checking that there was nothing wrong with his body, he inwardly sighed in relief.

Nuwa, Houtu, and Hongjun did much the same.

"You are all too polite. With our fortunes and misfortunes still unknown, I could not do such a thing as cut off my own arm!"

"A thousand years have actually passed?" Haotian suddenly deduced that they had been unconscious for a thousand years. Their injuries this time had truly been severe.

Several figures suddenly appeared in the lake. The invisible pressure of their auras forced the surrounding water to retreat.

Suddenly, a roar rang out.

Splash...

Amid the sound of water, the group burst through the surface and rose into the air above the lake. They immediately saw, on the ground not far from the shore, an exotic beast with snowy white fur like a lion's, a crystalline black horn, and a black-scaled tail. It raised its head and roared, its strength merely comparable to that of