River Lethe was mysterious and strange.
Its information had always been a secret throughout the years. Very few were willing to talk about it, and even fewer were willing to step into it...
Whoosh!
Rowing an old boat, Feng Changqing sailed unhurriedly in River Lethe. At the same time, he paid close attention to the movements around him.
Although he was the emissary of River Lethe and could freely enter and exit River Lethe, he still encountered many dangers. River Lethe was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Time passed slowly.
Buzz!
After God knows how long, when Feng Changqing arrived at the center of River Lethe, a strange fog suddenly appeared on the black river surface.
At the same time, some strange and indescribable voice seemed to echo in Feng Changqing's ears, guiding him to an unknown place.
