Yang Lake.
Overhead, ripples spread through the air, almost solid.
Below, waves surged from the heart of the lake in every direction.
As Jiang Ning and Zhong Yue boarded the ship, they felt the sixteen iron chains securing it pull taut.
Though the waves rose several feet, the tower ship remained fixed on the lake, not budging an inch.
"Commissioner Zhong, how much longer until this Secret Grotto-Heaven opens?" Jiang Ning asked, looking up at the oppressive presence overhead.
"Two or three days at the earliest, six or seven at the latest," Zhong Yue said.
"Then my timing was just right." Jiang Ning smiled.
"You want to enter the Yang Lake Secret Grotto-Heaven too?" Zhong Yue asked.
"Yes." Jiang Ning nodded. "There may be something inside that I need."
"Are you confident? I don't want my great-great-granddaughter heartbroken," Zhong Yue said.
Jiang Ning glanced at Zhong Ling. Seeing the brightness in her eyes, he could not help smiling.
"I don't like taking risks. I'm ninety-five percent sure."
"Ninety-five percent?" Zhong Yue shook his head. "You underestimate the Secret Grotto-Heaven! Plenty of powerful people will go. Even I won't rank among the strongest who enter!"
"Will any of those strongest people be second-grade grandmasters?" Jiang Ning asked.
"No." Zhong Yue shook his head. "A second-grade grandmaster can enter a secret realm without much trouble; its internal rules are nothing unusual. But a Grotto-Heaven World is entirely different! Those who created such worlds often possessed the power to make their words law. The worlds they created could become realms unto themselves and instinctively repelled the power of the Heavenly Dao. Second-grade grandmasters usually carry too much of its aura!"
A secret realm? A Grotto-Heaven World?
Zhong Yue's explanation immediately stirred Jiang Ning's curiosity.
"Is there such a big difference between a secret