"Why so soon this time?" Gu Zhao asked.
"I don't know." Taoist Jing Feng was standing on a mountaintop far from Mo Lake, gazing into the distance at the lake.
The Eight Hundred Li Mo Lake was shrouded in smoke and clouds. An endless mist blocked the sunlight, and even when Taoist Jing Feng focused his vision, he couldn't see the scene at the center of the lake.
"The last time the Ink Flood Dragon emerged was two years ago, but it's been less than a year and a half since its last appearance," Taoist Jing Feng sent via voice transmission.
"What's the situation at Mo Lake now?" Gu Zhao asked again.
"The Demons in the lake are restless, their auras exposed. It seems they want to follow the Ink Flood Dragon out of the lake to wreak havoc in the surrounding areas as well." Taoist Qingwei and Taoist Qingyuan had also arrived near Mo Lake.
