The setting sun was red as blood, dyeing the river water with its vibrant hue. The splashing of its raging waters was as loud as the fury of gods, the sound penetrating deep into Meng Qi's heart.
He took a short moment to take in the scene before dashing to the upper reaches of the river to find a place to cross. Like most turbulent rivers with branches of a slower flow, the Nu River also had a safer side to it. However, in the dangerous parts, strange river monsters would sometimes break their seals and float to the surface. There, they would patiently await preys or the chance to cause trouble. It was a perilous river indeed.
