The vast azure lake stretched for thousands of acres. A lone, leaf-shaped boat pierced the waters, arriving with a middle-sized man standing upon it. His straw raincoat was ancient, his bamboo hat tattered, concealing his true appearance.
"Who is this person? He has emerged from the depths of the azure lake. Could it be he entered ahead of us?" Many were perplexed and suspicious.
The lake shimmered with light as the leaf-shaped boat slowed its pace, approaching leisurely. The man discarded his bamboo pole, standing with hands behind his back, yet his face remained unseen.
At that moment, more than a dozen great figures first sensed something amiss. The Emperor of the Central State Divine Dynasty, the Demon Lord of the Southern Mountains, and the War Lord of the Western Desert all felt an inner disturbance, and their expressions changed.
