Mo Tianji and the rest had dazed looks in their eyes. Their entire bodies were filled with ice and snow and they could not regain their senses instantly. They did not understand how did they go from the tent to a huge trench in the snowy ground in the blink of an eye.
Other than Huyan Aobo, everyone else felt as if they just had a weird dream. Yet, they could not be sure whether this was a dream or the reality. They were scared of ridicule so while their lips quivered, they said nothing. They all looked at each other and scrutinized each other's faces for emotions.
Then, everyone looked at each other and frowned as if they were all deep in thought.
They all shared the same expression. They looked at each other while deep in thought and they thought what they had experienced…
The Lake of Death was utterly still.
It was as if nothing had disturbed it since the creation of the universe.