*Splash.*
The turbulent Dark River flowed endlessly, and the sound of rushing water came from the front.
"Stop!"
Little Kingfisher suddenly broke out in cold sweat, ordering everyone to halt.
*Chirp chirp.*
A sparrow mistakenly entered Nether Mountain and flew over the Dark River. As if touching a Void barrier, it exploded into a mist of blood with a bang.
The instant the blood mist dissipated into nothingness, the Dark River echoed with an undulating flute tune.
As the flute sounded, the river transformed, forming a massive whirlpool from which countless ghostly shadows emerged.
"Underworld Soldiers!"
Little Kingfisher's eyes widened in shock.
For the usually haughty, dismissive Divine Beast, this was a rare moment of dread.
Roars loud enough to pierce eardrums rang out as throngs of Underworld Soldiers armed with spears and shields swarmed out of the Dark River.
"Ah!"
Yi Xian'er screamed in terror and, without thinking, flung herself into Feng Yi's arms.
