So, through probing with his Divine Sense, Yang Fan confirmed the previous description given by the Xuan Snake about the lakebed: indeed it was smooth as if artificially polished.
The lake was quite expansive, and its depth was astonishing.
Before descending, Yang Fan thought the lake's depth was at most a hundred or so zhang, but upon genuinely descending to a depth of a hundred zhang, Yang Fan estimated there was at least another dozen hundred zhangs below.
"Strange, with such depth, the lake bed could hardly be described as bowl-shaped, yet why didn't the Xuan Snake deny this?"
"Is he hiding something, or is he truly unaware of the changes at the lake bottom?"
Yang Fan pondered while descending; he didn't need to expend much energy since, after cultivating the Prison Suppressing Netherworld King Body, his weight was not trivial.
