As though a chill wind had swept over them on a dark road, Xing Yan and the others, concealed among the flower shadows, suddenly felt an inexplicable jolt of alarm.
Almost instinctively, in that instant, the two invisible currents of energy that Xueyi and Qiong Rong had kept close to the spring seemed drawn by some strange force and swept down together over its violently surging waters. God-Sealing, usually so languid in Xing Yan's hand, suddenly grew excited as well, trembling slightly and rubbing incessantly against the palm that held it.
The demon spirit is here!
Alarm flashed through his mind, and every inch of his skin tightened. Even amid the rush, his left hand swiftly swept sideways to block Qiong Rong, who was poised to leap.
Today, I'll see just what sort of spirit you are!
At that moment, all three members of Four Seas Hall shared the same thought, fixing their eyes on the spring bed where the waves surged fiercely.
To Xing Yan's surprise, a long while passed, and even the waters settled again, yet the demon spirit he had expected to arrive with the flow never appeared.
I can't believe this creature is so alert that it sensed our presence!
The young man, intent on subduing the demon, had never expected the spirit haunting the Peng Residence to possess such keen perception. Still, although it had failed to show itself, Xing Yan had already reached a conclusion:
The thing just now was not Water Essence, the mountain-guarding spirit the sect leader had described.
Although the creature had seized its chance to hide temporarily, at the instant before its appearance it had radiated an overbearing menace from the surging waters, nothing like the tranquility and gentleness that should have characterized the Highest Clarity water spirit.
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