Qing Cang Continent

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Qin Lang finally crawled to the edge of the heavenly lake. After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Qin Lang finally crawled to the edge of the heavenly lake.

"It really isn't small."

The Ghost Clan's Heaven Lake was located on top of a plateau. It was as if an endless mountain range had its peak cut off. The mountain range had been excavated in the middle and poured into the blue water of the lake.

"Master, should we go down now?"

Qin Lang asked. There was no one at his location, and it was the best time to dive into the lake.

Qin Lang called out a few times, but there was no response. 'What an unreliable teacher!' Qin Lang felt a bit naughty in his heart. If his teacher didn't respond at such an urgent moment, should he go down?

Qin Lang looked at the surface of the lake again. The clear wind and the rippling underworld Heaven Lake didn't look like an extremely cold land at all. Qin Lang had doubts in his heart as he extended his hand into the pond.

"Tsk, this is indeed an extremely cold place …" This is fine! "

Qin Lang's eyes were wide open as he stared at the ice crystal in his hand in incomparable astonishment. He had only put his hand in that instant, and a bone-piercing coldness ran from his finger all the way to his heart.

The moment he pulled it out of the water, the water in his hand turned into ice and condensed in his hand.

After circulating his spirit energy to melt the ice crystal in his hand, Qin Lang also discovered that there was something unusual about the Seraphic Pond. To think that the ice-cold water did not form a layer of ice.

However, he didn't dare to go down now. Who knew what was down there? He would be able to tell if he would be able to come back after going down.

Not knowing what to do, Qin Lang started to walk along the lakeside.

"Hey, which family are you from?"

Qin Lang, who was walking beside the lake, was startled by these words. So there was someone here. Qin Lang quickly sorted out his thoughts and looked over, only to find a bare-chested man standing in the middle of the lake.

"Brother, I am the second young master of the Scholar's Manor. May I ask who you are?"

Qin Lang, who had made up a name without thinking, calmed down and looked straight into that person's eyes.

"Disciple's Court?" Young Master Situ, this is the cultivation location that I chose in Ontario.

When the young master called An Daoren saw Qin Lang's unfazed expression, he thought Qin Lang was a descendant of a noble family that he had never heard of. He floated above the lake and bowed to Qin Lang.

"Apologies, I did not pay attention to investigate and barged into your cultivation grounds. I hope that Young Master An does not mind …"

It seemed that no one was around where he had come from. Now that he thought about it, with so many people in the underworld, how could Heaven Lake's treasure land only have one Third Princess cultivating in it. It seemed like he had to find a hiding place as well.

"Young Master Situ is too polite. I assume this is Young Master Situ's first time cultivating in the Seraphic Pond, and it's the same for me. However, before I could place a barrier around myself, I've already arrived. I can't blame Young Master entirely."

As he spoke, Ontario had already put on his clothes. He took out something that looked like an umbrella and smiled at Qin Lang. He then gently inserted the umbrella into the ground. Immediately, a curtain of light surrounded Qin Lang and him.