The sound suddenly reached our ears.
Our group immediately stopped and subconsciously looked back.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The urgent sound of a gong continued.
The brass gong carried far through the night, accompanied by repeated cries of "Help!"
My heart tightened. Something had happened.
Without another word, I spun around and ran toward the upper end of the reservoir.
"Save them!"
I shouted, and Mao Jing, Pan Ling, and Zhang Yuchen reacted swiftly, hurrying after me.
It was only after we had run several meters that Tian Yong and Feng Laosi came to their senses.
That was the gap in cultivation—their reactions were much slower than ours.
Tian Yong immediately followed, not forgetting to call to Feng Laosi.
"Uncle Feng, bring your bamboo slips, quickly!"
Our group rushed toward the reservoir.
The sound had come from far away...
When I was the first to reach the dam, I immediately pinpointed the direction of the sound. It was on the other side of the reservoir.
Under the moonlight, a small figure was frantically beating a gong and shouting.
"Help! Help..."
Waves rippled across the reservoir. Although a swim ring floated on the surface, there was no sign of anyone.
Someone had clearly fallen in and already sunk beneath the water...
The crying woman could only scream for help in her panic.
"Over there!"
I pointed in the direction.
"Someone fell into the water."
"Damn, there's no flowing water here. How did they sink so fast?"
"There are Water Monkeys down there. How could they not sink fast?"
"..."
As we spoke, we began running along the dam toward where the person had fallen in.
With our cultivation fully unleashed, we sprinted at full speed. I alone quickly left Mao Jing more than fifty meters behind, and Tian Yong and Feng Laosi