Qin Shaofeng pondered for a moment. First, he crawled downstream along the Divine Tree's thick trunk beneath the lake. Then, when he was roughly three hundred meters from the entrance where the black shadow had gone in, he stopped again.
He suppressed every trace of his aura and was about to swim closer when he saw the black shadow reappear at the entrance. Clearly, the other party was searching for his location.
Qin Shaofeng furrowed his brows, calculating in secret. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as an idea came to him.
He immediately used a secret art, controlling the lightning-art clone still attracting the corpses above and turning it into a streak of lightning that shot toward the lakebed.
The immense disturbance created by the lightning-art clone instantly whipped up turbulent waves beneath the lake.
Dong Long's corpse and the eunuch's corpse were naturally drawn by the commotion at once. Their towering bodies plunged into the lake one after another, pouncing fiercely toward the lightning-art clone.
The booming collision of immortal power exploded beneath the lake like muffled thunder, throwing the undercurrents into violent turmoil.
The black shadow controlling the two puppets let out a shrill howl. The black mist around him abruptly boiled, transforming into a black gleam carrying a murderous aura as it swept toward Qin Shaofeng's clone with icy killing intent.
At the instant the explosion erupted underwater, Qin Shaofeng's figure became a bolt of ink-black lightning, plunging straight toward the lakebed against the rising bubbles.
Using the black mist obscuring the view, he tapped the Divine Tree's thick branch with his toes for leverage, then vanished into the faintly visible vortex entrance in the blink of an eye.
And in the very second he entered, Qin Shaofeng's pupils abruptly constricted.
This entrance was not some hidden