After issuing his orders, Qin Shaofeng completely immersed himself in setting up the formation.
His knowledge of formations truly could not be considered extensive.
Yet he had personally set up some formations before. Though they could not be called particularly good, they were at least usable.
Besides, this was only the simplest Defense Formation.
The formation was complete.
Only then did he take out a saber and slowly walk toward the lakeshore.
More than twenty days of adaptation had truly brought him far too many benefits. At the very least, he could now wield the twenty-plus-pound saber in his hand with the force of a tiger.
From afar, the lake appeared emerald green.
But when he truly approached it, he discovered that it was exceptionally clear, allowing him to see everything at the bottom with a single glance.
Fish and shrimp swam about, while smooth jade covered the lakebed.
Looking farther out—
There seemed to be some exceptionally high-quality aquatic spiritual herbs on the lakebed as well.
They grew there openly and boldly, as though they did not need to worry about anyone coveting them at all.
Just as he was absorbed in his observations, an inexplicable sense of danger suddenly struck him.
He had no time to think.
On instinct, he leaped backward, while the saber in his hand slashed down at the same time.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound rang out.
Qin Shaofeng only felt his hand go numb with pain, and the saber in his grasp was knocked flying.
What had struck his blade was a piranha that had looked utterly ordinary before, but when it truly opened its mouth, it revealed a mouthful of razor-sharp teeth.
The piranha was still biting down tightly on the blade.
Though this saber had merely been something Jun Simian casually picked