Everyone held their breath, now just waiting for the demon beast to bite the bait, the surroundings fell into utter silence.
Because of the demon beast's appearance and the resulting human fatalities, Baixiang Peak was already devoid of people, plunged into deathly stillness. Now with everyone holding their breath as well, it felt as if time and space had frozen, but they could clearly sense, from beneath the cold pond, the emission of a strong, wild demon aura that was very discomforting.
Time elapsed, and soon, ten minutes had passed, but there was no sign of movement in the cold pond.
Miss Han Yi asked out of curiosity, "Zhang Qing, could it be that the demon beast is not in the cold pond to begin with?"
"It's impossible. If it weren't in the cold pond, we wouldn't have experienced the unnatural phenomena and the emergence of the Demon Winds just now!"
Zhang Qing was very certain as he responded to Han Yi.
