"A golden Heart Lake?" Chen Yi was stunned, having never seen such a Heart Lake before.
Master Ling Hui's voice timely echoed, warning, "Be careful, it burns, benefactor."
"Burns?"
Chen Yi was puzzled; Heart Lake was a manifestation of consciousness, how could it be divided into hot and cold?
Somewhat incredulous, within this Heart Lake, he gathered a wisp of perception, cautiously reaching out to probe the crimson golden pool.
At the instant that wisp of perception touched the water's surface,
"Hiss!"
An indescribable burning sensation surged back along his perception, Chen Yi felt as if he'd been singed by flames, hastily withdrawing the perception, momentarily stunned.
This situation was unheard of, unseen.
This crimson golden water... didn't resemble Heart Lake's water, more like molten gold.
Just as Chen Yi was filled with doubt, a faint sound came from afar, landing in his ears.
It was... a slight snoring sound...
