Boom!
The tide roared like thunder, countless waves piling and rushing forward!
As the tidal wave approached, the White Robed Taoist Lu Yuzhen, sitting on the surface of the river, lifted his head to watch the snow-avalanche-like torrent of water and let out a long exclamation of admiration. He stretched out his arms, welcoming the waves—,
Then with a boom, his white robe was engulfed by the tide!
Xie Xuanyi's gaze had been fixed on Lu Yuzhen from start to finish.
Perhaps because their realms were too far apart, he did not capture the traces of the white-robed Taoist's departure.
"Splish splash..."
When the tide reached the river bank before him, all that was left were a few murky waves, neither too large nor too small.
The white-robed figure, swallowed by the tide, thus disappeared into the night.
"Lu Yuzhen."
Xie Xuanyi silently noted this name.
