In the open waters, the Negative-Water Cold Tortoise lying against the riverbed seemed to suddenly sense something and raised his eyes slightly.
"A human?"
A clear flicker of confusion crossed the Negative-Water Cold Tortoise's enormous eyes.
At this hour, the Phantom-Tide Demon King was supposed to be leading the monsters in an attack on the Dragon-Suppressing Camp. Why would a human warrior with such an impressive aura dive this far into their rear waters instead of fighting monsters on shore?
He did not understand. But since this human had come here and discovered him gathering blood-baleful qi, he naturally would not let him leave.
"Whoosh!!"
In an instant, the Negative-Water Cold Tortoise extended the four limbs tucked inside his shell. His half-lidded eyes snapped open, a sharp gleam flashing through their murky depths.
Demon Blood Spell: Coldwater Breathing!
The previously tranquil water at the bottom of the river seemed to awaken abruptly, surging wildly.
The already cold river water became even more bone-piercing.
The Negative-Water Cold Tortoises were monsters with both ice and water attributes. Although this move was not purely an ice spell, the water it discharged was still frighteningly cold.
An ordinary Sixth Rank warrior struck by this attack would probably freeze into a human ice sculpture within a single breath.
But to Mu Yang, with his powerful physique and abundant qi and blood, this temperature did not even qualify as a cold bath.
He did not even attempt to dodge, merely raising a hand slightly.
With a flick of his fingers, the icy water driven by the Negative-Water Cold Tortoise instantly slipped out of his control, swerved, and shot back toward him.
"Hm?"
The Negative-Water Cold Tortoise clearly had not expected Mu Yang to have such a trick. His eyes filled with astonishment.
It happened too quickly.