In a flash, he entered the cave.
"Where is he?" Cheng Chen looked at the empty cave and was stunned.
At this moment, he looked at the bottom of the Demon Pool in the cave and saw a purple-black figure. He sneered. "So you're hiding at the bottom of the pool to cultivate. It saves me a lot of trouble."
Thinking of this, Cheng Chen extended his palms. White and black, two highly condensed fiendish qi, one Yang and one Yin, gathered in his palms.
Immediately after, the Astral Qi turned into a palm print.
Boom!!
Cheng Chen suddenly slapped his palms into the Demon Pool. Two palm imprints instantly hit the back of Han Zhao's head, causing his entire body to spin under the Demon Pool.
"Hmph! You're nothing much!" Cheng Chen snorted.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp!"
At this moment, bubbles kept popping up under the Demon Pool. The water in the pool seemed to have been heated up and was boiling.
