Just like those martial arts dramas that have been played countless times on TV, her Qinggong was unparalleled, akin to a gust of wind sweeping over the surface of the lake.
This was also a manifestation of Ancient Martial Inner Strength.
Once an ancient martial artist's cultivation reached over fifty years, they could train in such cultivation techniques.
Using Inner Strength, they could stand and walk on objects that normally couldn't bear their weight.
Even on a single leaf.
In that moment, the cold mist on the surface of the lake scattered, rendering the giant serpent's form even clearer.
The Sun in the sky was big, but its rays couldn't penetrate the thick clouds, and the temperature had already dropped below zero.
Huan had already disappeared from sight.
The venom of the water snake had seeped through his skin and flesh, invading his nerves, affecting not just his eyes, but also causing temporary deafness in his ears.
