At the foot of a short mountain peak far from Black Water Lake...

Zhan Yuan, Nie Donghai, and others from the Cloudsoaring Sect had recovered their strength with spirit stones.

Zhan Yuan, the one with the highest cultivation base among them, asked with furrowed eyebrows. “Did you hear that? Brawling sounds from Black Water Lake. It seems that people are battling over there.”

Fear appeared in Jiang Lingzhu’s face as she said, “Those bad men must have laid their ...