Although Wu Fan had already left, the power lingering from the ancient divine ability he had used was terrifyingly potent. Even an ordinary Sovereign would perish from merely brushing against it!
This showed just how powerful the ancient divine ability Wu Fan had obtained after fusing with the Ancient Seed was.
Mu Qing and the little old man exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in the other's eyes.
A coincidence?
What had Wu Fan come here for?
Or had Wu Fan also stumbled into this place by accident, only to have his mind affected by the Death Demon's severed arm?
Brilliant star lines swirled around Mu Qing, while the little old man entered an elusive, shifting state. Together, they strode toward the lakeside.
Blood-colored mist hung over the area, rising past their ankles.
The two each employed their own methods to withstand the corrosion of the purple qi.
Given the little old man's strength, he was most likely a Nine-Tribulation Sovereign. Naturally, he had no reason to fear the deadly poison contained within this bit of purple qi.
Mu Qing was no weakling either. He stood among the very best of the Sovereign Heavenly Prides, and with the powerful divine ability of the Zhoutian Star Chart protecting him, this small amount of purple qi posed no threat to him.
"Black Origin Grass! Purple-Gold Crystal!"
"All kinds of third-grade treasures!"
"There's even a piece of Soul-Congealing Essence!"
Quite a few Sovereigns used various methods to resist the purple qi and approach the center of the lake.
Cries of alarm rang out. Some had discovered a peculiar space beneath the lake, filled with all manner of heavenly materials and earthly treasures—at the very least, all of them were third-grade treasures!
There were even many precious third-grade treasures, such as Soul-Congealing Essence.