The lake was vast, the water shrouded in mist, its expanse stretching beyond sight.
Surrounding it, the Ancient Wood twisted like dragons, some towering higher than mountains. Grasses thrived, spiritual medicines emitted fragrances, pulsating with life. Numerous old vines, so massive they were shocking, coiled from one mountain to another.
Is this the true Immortal Transformation Pool? Ye Fan wondered. The cracked stone tablet appeared ancient; its words, which seemed to be counted in millennia, were carved like dragons and etched like knives.
Amidst infinite mountains, such a vast lake existed, its azure waves spanning thousands of hectares, boundless and unending, akin to a sea.
Throughout the years, many Immortal Transformation Pools had been found within the vast expanse of Qinling. Some were as small as wells, while others stretched for endless expanses of azure waves, their authenticity unknown.
