The air gradually compressed. The Heaven-Devouring Azure Python began to struggle with all its might to break free, and with each movement, a potent aura of the Demon Clan radiated from within. The aura was so intense that it momentarily plunged the surrounding people into an Illusory Realm. At the same time, the pond below them also grew restless, its dark brown liquid churning more violently than before. Large, hot bubbles escaped into the air, slowly releasing Demonic Qi. This Demonic Qi was different from before; its concentration was dozens of times higher, as if it had been deliberately compressed.
Zhu Liang's expression grew grim, a few lines of worry creasing his chubby face. He stared unwaveringly at the water's surface, deep in thought.
What's going on? Is there something at the bottom of this pond?! Should I go down and check? But if I do, what if my junior brothers and sisters above run into danger?!
