Three days later, on the banks of a clear river, between the Heavens and the Earth, a thunderous rumbling rang suddenly.
Hearing the sound before seeing it physically, and going just based on its earth-shaking and imposing manner alone, it was more than enough to tell that its strength would go far beyond anybody's expectations.
"The scavenger has finally arrived. All of you are on your own now." The River God of the Sky River suddenly opened his eyes. Then, with a shift of his form, he disappeared without a trace.
"Uh… Sir River God, where did you go?" exclaimed Qiao Zijiang and the others in shock.
An actual god actually fled in the face of danger, how embarrassing!
However, the other two remained unmoved and were not the least bit shocked at what had happened.
"Hehe, that River God must have survived through the calamities of the Upper Realm by not contending at all…" said Bodhisattva with a smile as he shook his head.
