The peacefulness of the pond only lasted three days. In the afternoon on the third day, the power once again started to thrash about. In the beginning, it was not very powerful. The tossing of the things inside was not too strong either.
Wu Man, Zhang Hao, Meng Sha and Luo Qi stood by the side of the pond. When they saw the liquid thrashing about, their hearts suck.
This was a lot quicker than they had expected.
"It's only been around two days, but it's started again." Wu Man swayed her red fan and would occasionally fan towards the pond. The liquid would slow down whenever she did so.
"It's a good thing that everyone has more or less recovered. If it puts up too much of a resistance, we can only suppress it again." Zhang Hao siad.
