Luo Zheng's enormous body plunged into the divine river, sending up a thousand waves.
The Eastern Emperor was still underwater, pulling at Ying Lao. The sudden commotion overhead startled him.
But he had just seen this behemoth standing beside Fuxi. Surely it had entered the water to help!
"Glug, glug..."
Ying Lao's leg had been bitten, and her blood spread like red silk.
The vicious creatures lurking in the depths of the divine river caught the scent of blood and emerged one after another.
A swarm of round, black Shou Worms burrowed out of the murky mud...
A black dragon mastiff emerged from the distant darkness, its jet-black shell reflecting the light. Unlike giant muddy crocodiles, dragon mastiffs did not move in packs, but each one was far stronger than a giant muddy crocodile.
Inside a cave on the left side of the river channel, a camouflaging layer of sand suddenly lifted, and two palm-sized fish swam out.
The two little fish looked ordinary, but they were actually overlords of the divine river. Most vicious creatures were merely food on their plates. They were known as spirit sharks.
When the two spirit sharks appeared, the other vicious creatures in the divine river silently retreated. None wanted to provoke those two little things.
Seeing that he could not pull Ying Lao up, the Eastern Emperor desperately gestured to her, pointing at her leg.
Ying Lao naturally understood what he meant. If she was dragged down, she would be doomed beyond all redemption.
Gritting her teeth, she took a dark blue monk's knife from her sleeve. This weapon had accompanied her through her adventures on the Other Shore. Never had she imagined she would now turn it on her own leg.
"Glug, glug..."
As a cloud of blood-red bubbles rose, Ying Lao