章節 612: Bloodline of the Immemorial Phantom Dragon

Fortunately, Qin Wushuang had unusual endurance. Despite feeling like his entire body was about to freeze into a ball, Qin Wushuang still exerted all his strength to dive downwards.

As he dove deeper, Qin Wushuang felt that the water of this pond knew how to penetrate deep into his body. In fact, it kept infiltrating his skin despite his armor.

Oddly, Qin Wushuang felt that the power of this cold was not that form of cold vital energy. Instead, it was a surging powerful presence belonging to the pond.

Qin Wushuang had a haze of doubts and suspicion as he thought with apprehension, "What's going on down here?"

When he initiated his dantian to resist the presence, he discovered that his dantian, including all of his body's blood vessels had welcomed this form of infiltrating power. It did not resist at all.