The next morning, Ah Bao took Yang Xiao to a pond in a nearby valley.
About one or two kilometers away from the pond, Yang Xiao heard a deafening roar.
"What's going on?"
"Don't be nervous, there must be some monsters fighting."
Ah Bao led Yang Xiao, walking through a dense forest, to a hillside about five or six hundred meters from the pond.
Yang Xiao peeked out from the dense forest on the hillside and saw a huge pond of tens of square kilometers in the valley below, where hundreds of various monsters were drinking water.
Usually, these monsters would fight each other, but now at the edge of the pond, they all forgot to fight and were immersed in drinking water, as if the water in the pond had a magical power that made them forget all dangers.
Yang Xiao was somewhat shocked by this scene.
"Ah Bao, how much Purple Origin Crystal Stone Powder have you put in the pond?"
"Not much, about a hundred kilograms or so."
"How did you grind it into powder?"
