All along, Lin Chuan never had a refined taste in beauty, but he still had some understanding of it. However, upon seeing the lotus pond not far ahead, the fatigue in his eyes faded a bit, as did his vigilant heart.
Lin Chuan moved forward, intending to rest by the lotus pond and breathe in the fresh scent of the lotus flowers.
He quickly reached the pond, a field of emerald green lotuses and vibrant blossoms made Lin Chuan feel very comfortable.
But just then, he noticed a drop of fresh blood underfoot, and Lin Chuan's expression changed drastically. The quiet pond water suddenly made a sound, and a shadow appeared, fiercely biting toward Lin Chuan.
"Demon Python!" Lin Chuan's expression changed, and his palms instantly launched out. True Qi immediately formed into shape, and a beam of light shot toward the emerging black python, followed by his retreating figure.
A loud noise spread across the water surface, and the pond surface violently oscillated.
