The sky was as dark as ink.
In the distance, the mighty surge of the river waves, tumultuous and powerful, resembled a stampede of myriad beasts.
The water that spilled over the banks reached here, drowning the lower legs.
Under the dim green ghostly fire, a mutilated corpse was turned over.
This body had floated in the river for a day and night, nibbled on by countless fish, birds of prey, and wild beasts.
The half that remained showed an arrow sticking straight into the back, right into the heart.
A deathblow!
"..."
Lin Yan remained silent.
From the beginning, he had heard that Pei Xiong and young Zhan's group had died at the Dayin River.
Initially, he thought it was due to a snake transforming into a dragon, affecting them.
The incident that night made him believe that perhaps the dragon wasn't the main culprit.
The transformation at the source of the Dayin River was the real reason.
This was a natural disaster.
But now, this half of the arrow clearly told him.
