Rumble!
Not long after they left Wangxiang Terrace and entered the fork in the road, a thunderous rumbling suddenly rang out.
It was far too sudden!
They had been completely unprepared.
After just a few more steps, a raging, roaring river appeared ahead, its waves surging sky-high!
That violent roar.
It was like an unending peal of thunder, shaking both banks.
They had heard nothing at all just moments ago.
They had seen nothing, either.
Yet as they drew closer, it abruptly appeared before them, less than a hundred meters away.
"Is this the River of Forgetfulness?"
Jiang Qiao stopped, his expression turning exceptionally grave.
He sensed something sinister.
The river was not particularly wide, and a forest was visible on the opposite bank. Shore Flowers resembling blue roses bloomed along both banks, their faint, scattered glimmers lending the scene an uncanny beauty.
But.
If you studied the river water closely.
Something bizarre would happen immediately: the deafening noise around you would fade as you focused!
Everything fell deathly silent.
And the river seemed to become a vortex.
With an indescribable allure, it lured you ever closer.
In a daze.
Jiang Qiao saw, within the river.
What seemed to be countless floating corpses.
Some were intact.
Others were incomplete.
Upon seeing Jiang Qiao, they surfaced and greeted him, inviting him over.
"Such a powerful mental influence?"
Jiang Qiao murmured.
When he stopped observing it, the scene before him vanished immediately.
The river was still a river.
Its rushing waters were somewhat murky.
But there were no corpses.
"Yes."
"Legend has it that the River of Forgetfulness is a place everyone must pass through to reach the underworld."
Now that they had reached this place.
Fang Xun had also become extremely serious, a rare note of wariness entering his voice. "This