Time flew swiftly by, and Shen Luo and his party had been sailing on the Weak Water for over half an hour.
"According to our sect's records, we have already covered about half the journey. Just a little bit longer and we will reach the opposite bank!" Yuan Ming said, trying to boost everyone's morale.
Although no one responded, the tension in their hearts eased slightly upon hearing his words.
The Xuan Yin Bamboo Boat continued to advance rapidly, and for a full quarter of an hour, they did not encounter a single ferocious beast.
"It's been so long without running into any ferocious beasts; it seems we're in luck. Let's put in some extra effort; we'll reach our destination soon!" The man surnamed Lin said happily.
"On the contrary, the ferocious beasts in Weak Water each have their own territory, and the stronger the beast, the larger its domain. It seems we have intruded into the territory of a formidable creature," said Yuan Ming with a solemn expression and serious tone.
