Yang Jian stood motionless on the surface of the lake at this moment, the cold lake water did not swallow him up; instead, it allowed him to walk freely as if it were solid ground.
But it was limited to just him.
Ah Hong and Cao Yang, whom he brought out from the lake, still couldn't stand. Once Yang Jian let go, they would sink back into the lake water. This situation was a supernatural characteristic; even though he controlled this Ghost Lake, he couldn't change this particularity.
"Cough, cough!"
Ah Hong started coughing violently, then continuously vomited, expelling the icy lake water from her stomach.
"I really didn't expect the person who fished me out of the lake to be you, Yang Jian." Cao Yang, having escaped the influence of the lake, immediately regained his mobility and awareness.
However, he had always been conscious; he was just powerless in the Ghost Lake, forced to watch himself soak in the water for a long time.
