According to the legends, many experts had died in the 800-mile River Lethe. In fact, even existences who were on the verge of breaking through to the ancient great emperor realm had died here.
One could imagine how terrifying it was.
And now, Qin Chen had already arrived in front of the River Lethe.
His face was reflected in the water of the River Lethe. It made him feel as if he had been in the River Lethe all along.
Qin Chen carefully squatted and scooped a handful of water. He immediately felt a bone-piercing coldness.
It made him sink into some kind of illusion. It was as if Qin Chen was frozen in place, unable to move an inch. His body was seemingly not under his control.
"What is going on?"
To Qin Chen, there seemed to be a mysterious and unfathomable power within the 800-mile River Lethe, given the appearance of this phenomenon.
