Time gradually passed, and the distant waterfall plunged incessantly with skeletal heads rolling in the cascade.
Lin Zheng paced back and forth along the shore, his brows furrowed and never relaxing. Just as he was about to explode from impatience, the calm surface of the lake suddenly arched with a water curve.
Everyone's expression changed simultaneously, and they turned their gaze alertly in that direction.
They saw Ye Shu emerge from the water, soaking wet as he climbed ashore. What was spine-chilling was that several human skulls were tightly biting onto his arms, waist, and thighs. The clacking teeth gnashed continuously, yet no trace of blood seeped out.
