Under his control, a figure shot out from the cave entrance. Yang Jueshang looked at the puppet exuding a cold aura, its body turned a bluish-black, with an expressionless face.
He had turned over the entire Yinming Cold Pool but still couldn't find any trace of Lu Yu. He fixed his gaze on the deep cave that still held a small amount of pool water.
"Did he escape inside?" Yang Jueshang speculated.
"It's useless." Yang Jueshang descended, gathering solid power in his palm. He threw a nearly tangible sphere of spiritual power into the deep cave, where it exploded at the bottom.
The cave entrance was widened considerably. After repeating the same action several times, Yang Jueshang had enlarged the deep cave to accommodate five or six people entering side by side.
After entering the deep cave for nearly a hundred meters, he saw a dark fissure. At first glance, he quickly turned and left.
