chapter 569 Black Ice Water Sword(1)

Jonathan raised his hand slightly, and the suction force between his palms dissipated. He had absorbed all of the spiritual energy from the Fountain of Life. At this moment, he found himself somewhat intrigued by the figure at the bottom of the lake. Within this oasis lay the Western Seraph Secret, known to no more than five people. Jonathan had never sensed anyone entering before. Yet now, a figure emerged from the lake bottom in a seated posture, gradually floating to the surface, much to his...