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It really was a lake.
Under Akasha's prompting, Fu Qian surveyed the destination before his eyes.
There wasn't a ripple to be seen, and he couldn't make out anything below, but there was no doubt it was water.
Before coming here, he had been a little worried that this thing might be some kind of exterior latrine pit covered in light; it turned out that there was no strange odor—in fact, it felt inexplicably refreshing.
At this moment within the perfect circle, no sign of any creatures could be seen.
"Stop dawdling."
The urging voice came quickly.
Of course, it wasn't Akasha, who was clearly still immersed in memories of past failures.
However, seeing the two people finally reaching their destination after a dallying journey, the Crystal, who had been following al...
