He opened his eyes and saw Shen Yueru's angry glare.
However, he could feel that Shen Yueru's murderous intent was not substantial, but rather superficial.
The threat was greater than the reality.
"Hehe!" Jiang Ning couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly.
Shen Yueru withdrew her gaze and stepped towards the Yang Pool.
The pool water submerged her calves, knees.
Flowed over her thighs.
Throughout the process, as the pool water rose an inch, Shen Yueru's red dress disappeared an inch.
Jiang Ning understood that it was not the pool water dissolving Shen Yueru's red dress.
But rather the red dress was merely an illusion of the spiritual body.
Here, the clothes on one's body were simply a manifestation of thought.
The body beneath the clothes was of the same origin, all transformed by the spiritual body.
He also walked towards the deeper part of the Yang Pool.
A moment later.
The Yang Pool rose past their necks, leaving only their heads above the water.
