Wudishilang watched with his jaw dropped. Even a small cluster of Xiangluo Poison Mist was enough to make their original trio feel uneasy, yet now, the vast, overwhelming clouds of mist were actively retreating under the sheer force of Guen's presence?
Wudishilang watched, his heart filled with yearning.
"Let's go." Guen, however, did not linger.
Throughout the journey, all sorts of perils had turned into flat, open ground before Guen, allowing them to gallop across with ease. Only when they encountered truly impassable dangers did they make slight detours. While others would steer clear of danger entirely, Guen's detours were quite different; he would simply brush against the edges, dodging just enough to pass through.
Though bold, this effortless, nonchalant style left a deep impression.
Even so, it took Guen three years to approach the location Wudishilang had mentioned.
"Whoosh—"
"Whoosh—"
Pure blue river water surged into mid-air, naturally forming water spouts. A massive, irresistible suction force emanated from within; once caught inside, even a Fenghou would be shredded into pieces of flesh.
Guen merely raised his fist and shattered the pure blue water spout with a single punch. The black hole that formed in its place, with its suction and tearing force, ended up swallowing other, yet-to-form water spouts.
On a distant stone platform, two alien Fenghou, resembling silver-winged tigers with withered auras, stared in shock.
This dangerous area was known as the Blue Lake. The lake, spanning over a light-year, possessed immense Life Energy. Even a stray weed seen growing in the Blue Lake water contained dozens of times more Life Energy than a Life Fruit. The depth of the Blue Lake was unknown, and the various treasures hidden within were endless.
However, death traps—pure blue water spouts—could form at any moment, inescapable even for a Fenghou.