Yang Qingqing did not hesitate for long before cradling the giant bamboo shoot in her arms and stepping forward.
At the same time, the enormous Demon Soul shrouding her body quickly drifted away, merging into Chi Bear Elder·Silver Rope.
"Ziz~ zi..."
Du Yu watched as his revered master walked toward the Thunder Pool, listening to the crackling of purple lightning. He could not help but feel anxious in his heart.
"Wooo~~~" Suddenly Silver Rope let out a bear's howl, its sound echoing endlessly through the cave, even suppressing the violent crackling of the electricity!
Yang Qingqing stood firm at the edge of the Thunder Pool, gazing at the blinding electric arcs at her feet. She let out a deep breath.
After a few seconds, she lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand, daintily raising it, and a fair, jade-like foot slowly stepped forward, her toes lightly touching the pool's edge.
"Ziz~ zi!"
