The spirit lake spanning a hundred miles was engulfed in tumultuous waves.
A massive vortex stirred the eight directions, boundless spiritual power connecting heaven and earth, forming a colossal storm.
It seemed as if a giant beast with a bloodthirsty maw lurked at the bottom of the lake, devouring the vast spiritual power that gathered.
The magical artifact cast by Yao Yue was already strong enough in terms of absorbing spiritual power.
However, compared to this, the spiritual power it absorbed seemed like a mere trickle, insignificant.
"Could there be some ancient demon beast at the bottom of this lake?"
Seeing this grand spectacle, Yao Yue couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.
At this moment, the other fleeing cultivators also halted their steps from afar, looking at this place with faces full of astonishment.
Everyone focused their gaze intently, and saw that as the massive spiritual power was continuously devoured,
