Ning Rongrong, bold as her skill allowed, plunged into the lake. Zhu Zhuqing and the other two exchanged glances, then immediately jumped in after her.
The habitat that had once been home to two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts now had only Dugu Bo left behind, worrying anxiously.
"Ah, I hope everything goes smoothly."
At first, not knowing what Zi Ji was, Dugu Bo had thought his granddaughter could handle her. But once the name Hell Demon Dragon King had spread, the old man had been on edge ever since.
The truth was, Dugu Yan had never sparred with her grandfather from beginning to end. Although Dugu Bo knew that Limit Douluos were powerful, his understanding limited him from knowing exactly how powerful they were.
He could only use himself at his peak as a reference.
In any case, Dugu Bo did not think he could defeat a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Especially not a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast with Dragon Clan bloodline.
Yet his granddaughter was about to face a Dragon Clan king with nearly three hundred thousand years of cultivation. How could Dugu Bo not worry?
The ripples caused by the four of them entering the water slowly subsided, and the lake surface became calm once more.
Ning Rongrong took the lead, swimming several kilometers ahead. Looking up, she saw a tiny point of light not far ahead.
Certain that it was the exit, Ning Rongrong waved to her sisters behind her and swam even harder.
Dozens of minutes later, all four of them broke through the lake surface at once.
Their guess had been correct. The light source marked the exit.
What greeted their eyes was an even denser forest than the one on the other side of the lake.
Rather than carrying the stench of wild beasts that filled the