“Spirit beast type weapon spirit?”

The man’s face that had been highly nonchalant all this time then seemed to finally carry a tinge of surprise. He looked at the youth once more and Zang Mai’s eyes coincidentally swung towards the man’s way as well, his gold and silver irises coming to meet the gaze of the pair of violet eyes directly.

What a pair of spectacular and unique looking eyes.

His true form.....

The man was still trying to make a guess when he saw a sliver of light flash in those strange coloured eyes, before the irises suddenly became sinister slits.

“Snake tribe?” The man opened his mouth to say in that instant.

“I am not just any ordinary member of the snake tribe.” Zang Mai said in a low voice that sounded a little cold, as if he did not really like his privacy being probed and invaded in such a blatant manner.

The man laughed and turned his eyes away from the youth.

They did not speak anymore after that. As the path ahead at the bottom of the lake gradually grew shorter, the light’s refraction above their heads slowly became blinding to their eyes.

Qing Yu’s eyes squinted as she looked up above. Are they about to get out from this place?

In the end, it was shown that she had been correct.

The man’s body came out from the waters first.

Having stayed in those cold dark waters at the bottom of the lake for such a long time, he felt a little unused to it in the first instant he came into contact with the highly intense light and air above, making his head spin with dizziness and his sight to blur. It took him quite a while to slowly recover from it.

He could not help but put on a helpless smile at the corners of his lips as he lowered his head to stare at his own two hands, which seemed to grow a little more translucent for an instant.

Looks like he really did not have all that much time left!

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On the other side just as Qing Yu was coming out from the lake, Meatball’s highly sensitive ears pricked up as it suddenly turned its little nose into a certain direction to sniff at the air, before its tiny face then shone with joy and delight.

“It’s Mother’s scent!” It cried out ecstatically.

“What?” Qing Bei who was carrying the little beast heard those words first and he could not help but to exclaim in surprise.

Meatball blinked its eyes and turned to look at the youth. “It’s Mother! I can smell her scent.”

“Really? Are you certain it’s Qing Yu?”

Although he possessed great sensory powers, but compared to the Dark Phantasm Cat’s inborn sharp sense of smell, his powers were naturally still a tad inferior, so he could not help asking for verification in an anxious voice.

Hearing Qing Bei’s question, Meatball inadvertently rolled its eyes, feeling rather miffed that the youth actually dared to doubt it, but the little beast still obediently answered the youth to give him the reaffirmation he sought.