The waters of the Liuli River had surged onward for countless years.
The river had changed course time and again, and the empires around it had been replaced batch after batch.
One era after another had risen and fallen.
Yet the Liuli River still existed, unchanged; even its name had never changed.
Only, after so much time had passed, people no longer knew the Liuli River's origins.
All that remained were myth after myth.
As for whether they were true or false, no one knew.
However, everyone was certain of one thing:
Within the vast and mighty Liuli River, countless treasures were surely hidden.
Among the many myths, there had once been a Gods and Devils being who obtained a peerless divine sword from the Liuli River, charged alone into the heavens, and slaughtered the very heavens until they bled.
Mythological Creatures had been born from the river.
Mythical powerhouses had once cultivated in seclusion beneath its waters.
Even more countless dynasty treasures lay sunken at the bottom of the river.
Chu Qing had also seen many treasures on the riverbed.
However, those were all dynasty treasures. They contained divine weapons and armor, gold and silver jewelry, black gold, and other vital strategic materials.
As for secret medicines, rare flowers, exotic herbs, and the like, they had long since rotted away and vanished over the long years.
He raced forward like wind and lightning, heading straight for the Liuli River.
Once he came within ten thousand li of the Liuli River, his connection with it grew even closer.
The next instant, a new realization surfaced in his heart.
His heart stirred. The next second, the Liuli River's power swept him across ten thousand li, and he appeared on the river's surface.
Merchant ships traveled along the great river.
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