"Just now I touched the bottom, still more than ten feet from the water's surface, and now it's cut down by half a foot, surging to one spot."
"Descending so quickly?" everyone exclaimed.
"Are they already drawing out the demon fruit?" Ling Xuan gazed toward the depths of the dark clouds.
Eighty breaths.
"Crack, crack, crack."
A grand wave surged up, instantly freezing into ice crystals, then shattering.
Blue Lake phenomenon, ice crystal sea!
Seventy breaths.
The sound of the tide echoed, vast and resonant, not from above the water, but like the stone forest of a desert.
Another phenomenon, stone forest tide sound!
Sixty breaths.
A corner of the dark clouds shattered and collapsed, the bright moon cascading down bright light like a long river, flowing into the Blue Lake.
Yet another phenomenon, no, two!
Daytime bright moon!
Heavenly river pouring down!
