After the giant water column fell into the lake, the Dark Lake quickly returned to calm.
Under the night sky, the reflection of the crescent moon mirrored in the Dark Lake.
After holding their breath and gazing for a few moments, the lake surface remained calm.
This time, everyone unleashed a total of nine trump cards, each powerful enough to inflict wounds on a strong being of the Immortal Venerable Realm.
"Is it dead?"
Song Xia, one of the Song sisters, flashed forward, moving several dozen meters to hover above the Dark Lake.
Everyone else also moved towards the sky above the lake.
However, just as they approached the edge of the lake.
A subtle ripple began to rise in the deep water.
"Not dead! Be careful, retreat!"
Upon seeing the subtle ripple, Qin Yang's expression changed slightly, and he shouted coldly.
Boom!
Just as Qin Yang's voice fell, a sky-high water column suddenly erupted from the lake.
"Ahhh... damned humans, damned humans, I want your lives!!!"
