Looking at the changes on his panel, a thought flashed through Jiang Ning's mind.
Then he thought of the woman from the ice coffin before.
When the woman emerged, she concealed herself in a deeper level of space.
This method was evidently extremely advanced.
"I wonder how I compare to that mysterious woman?" Another thought flashed through his mind.
The more experiences he had, the more he understood the world's mysteries.
Then.
He closed the panel and shut his eyes.
In an instant.
The surrounding winds grew stronger, with tall waves surging, causing the boat to rock and water to splash onto the deck from all directions.
This unusual movement once again stirred the commotion of figures on the lake's surface.
"My good sir, please stop!" At that moment, a compassionate voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Ning's ears.
Jiang Ning snapped his eyes open, looking toward the lake's shore.
He immediately saw a lone monk sitting cross-legged at the center of a small, lightweight boat.
