Time ticked by.
The Spiritual Qi in the Cold Pool began to churn. Hundred Flowers, who was waiting nearby, found her breath growing heavy, and a hint of tension appeared in her eyes.
As more time passed, her heart rose to her throat.
The Ten Thousand Wood Spirit Fruit was about to lose its effect, and the time left to trap the Ancient Rock Python was running out. She could already hear its roars growing more furious. If Lü Zhong didn't emerge from the Cold Pool soon, Hundred Flowers would have no choice but to abandon the plan for now and flee.
Just as Hundred Flowers was hesitating, a figure suddenly shot out from the surface of the Cold Pool.
"He's out!" Jing Yang said in pleasant surprise.
But at that moment, Hundred Flowers felt a sudden, inexplicable jolt in her heart. She quickly sent a telepathic message to Jing Yang, "Something's wrong. This man was afflicted with the Puyuan Fire Poison. Why isn't he showing any signs?"
