"Is this the lake of Water of Life?"
The moment Xia Ping stepped within a kilometer of the lake, he immediately felt an immense force descend from the void. It seemed to form a unique domain, filled with tremendous power.
He realized at once that a formidable array was also hidden in the lake. If he wasn't careful, the nearby array could completely grind him away and kill him.
"A stone stele?!"
Xia Ping immediately spotted a massive black stele standing ahead. He couldn't tell what it was made of, but several archaic characters were engraved on it: Two liters per person. Take more, and Heaven will punish you!
The eight characters appeared to carry the force of an imperial decree, holding absolute power within this domain. It seemed that anyone who dared to disobey them would suffer Heaven's punishment.
Xia Ping sensed a mysterious power within the words. They weren't a joke; they carried an unfathomable force. His instincts warned him of that much.
He had hoped to collect a large quantity of Water of Life, but it looked like that wouldn't be possible.
On second thought, it made sense. If some ancient powerhouse had brought the Water of Life here to suppress demons, and others kept taking it until the suppression weakened, wouldn't the ancient demons break through their seals?
The powerhouse who had built the array must have considered this, which was why he had limited how much Water of Life the martial artists could take.
Whoosh!
With that in mind, Xia Ping stepped forward into the lake. He immediately felt a surge of abundant energy enter through his pores and flow into every part of his body, filling him with strength.
Bathed in such pure energy, he felt his previous injuries—even the hidden ones too minor