Whoosh!
The waves were rolling on the river.
In the turbid waves, a small boat drifted over.
On the boat, a figure stood. He was dressed in white, had black hair, and looked young and handsome.
There was no trace of spiritual Qi fluctuation on his body. He was as ordinary as a mortal. However, the boat under his feet was as stable as a rock in the raging waves.
The waves came, but they could not wet his clothes at all.
He followed the river and went straight down.
On the river, there was not a single ship to be seen. However, on both sides of the river or in the sky above the river, there were occasional figures passing by.
They were all stunned when they saw the boat on the river.
"This guy must be tired of living!"
"This is the Sorcerer Spirit River, a place where ancient fierce beasts reside. Isn't he afraid that a vicious flood Dragon will come out and swallow him?"
