The vast expanse of South Lake was boiling!
This news undoubtedly caused another huge uproar. The cultivators living in the city streamed out, rushing toward the lakeside!
"What happened this time?"
"Is the lake water going to change again?"
"Is a treasure about to emerge?"
An Yang calmly walked into the courtyard and spread open his palm. Lying there was a horrifying gray-white eyeball. It rolled around, and three pairs of cicada wings grew from its back.
"Go!"
He tossed the eyeball into the sky. The cicada wings on its back immediately spread open, and with a whoosh, it vanished into the horizon.
At the same time, his left eye turned grayish white.
An Yang first sent the civilian inside back home and instructed his family to take good care of him, telling them that he would recover completely within a month. This immediately caused a huge commotion throughout the city, but An Yang did not stay. He soon left.
As he passed the courtyard where he had rested again, he unexpectedly ran into the woman from yesterday. She had also just come out of her lodging and seemed just as unhurried.
What was more, she lived in the courtyard next to An Yang's!
The two exchanged a glance and merely nodded before silently walking toward the ferry by the lake.
The East Ferry was right by the lakeside outside the city, but An Yang only glanced at it from afar. Seeing the lake water bubbling like boiling water, the group of cultivators gathered by the shore, and the officials watching from a distance, he did not stop at all and headed straight for the West Ferry.
The East Ferry was the main crossing, but even more cultivators had gathered at the West Ferry than at the East Ferry.