Song Yin had always found it strange.
Through his Dharma Eye, he perceived the lake's water to be somewhere between a Ghoul Specter and a Demon, containing traces of both, yet neither component reached a critical point. Although there was resentment, it was not an innate feature of the lake but something forcefully imposed, making it all the more bizarre.
Nevertheless, the lake's water had definitely changed.
"Protection?"
A gaunt man with bloodshot eyes stepped forward from the crowd and yelled, "What protection? My mother, my wife, my children! They've all entered those waters. How can it claim to protect us!"
"All we're doing now is waiting for the lake to call us, then go to die! If it's really protection, why won't it let us leave! It's clearly water that harms people, something malevolent!!"
"You son of a bitch, how dare you speak to my senior brother that way!"
Wang Qizheng huffed and puffed, glaring at the man.
