Ji Ning stood on the surface of the water, staring at his surroundings.

Everything was silent. The only sound that could be heard was that of the wind blowing atop the surface of the lake, and the waves it created.

“Serpentwing is even more careful and cautious than I had expected. Not only does he remain within the depths, even when I, his most hated foe, appeared, he still doesn’t dare come attack me.” Ning frowned.

To draw Serpentwing out would be very hard!

Otherwise, the Five Prefectures of the Ji clan wouldn’t have been unable to do anything about Serpentwing. Ji Ning’s breakthrough to the Xiantian lifeform level was still a secret, with very few people aware of it. Serpentwing naturally didn’t know either. In the eyes of Serpentwing, Ning was perhaps just an eleven year old youth who had very powerful footwork techniques. He wasn’t a threat, but despite that, Serpentwing still managed to curb his impulse to attack.

“Huh?” Ning suddenly frowned.

Some heads were jutting up secretly from far away in the pond.

“Lesser monsters.” Out of nowhere, that greatbow Ning had retrieved from Ironwood Zhan suddenly appeared, along…

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