At Three Rivers Crossing, furious waves surged like dragons.
River water rushed out of three treacherous gorges, colliding here in towering waves of snow-white foam. Their thunderous roar weighed on Youzhen's heart, layer upon layer.
Not long ago, after taking the White Rainbow Black Whale from the Jiang Household's secret vault and leaving, he had sensed that his junior brother Youxuan was facing a ruthless opponent.
To keep his Life-bound Magical Treasure from being lost, he had acted decisively, intending to use the Yin Aspect Reality to reflect the Yang Aspect Illusion back to him.
But what he had never expected was that, the instant he stirred the thought, the yang-aspect mirror would sink like a stone into the sea, giving no further response.
No matter how he activated the yin aspect, he could not sense the slightest connection, as though the other mirror had fallen into the Otherworld and vanished without a trace.
And so, at this moment, Youzhen kept praying for Youxuan, hoping nothing had happened to him.
It was not out of brotherly affection or deep bonds between fellow disciples. His mirror was still in the other man's hands.
As he fretted, the light in the distant sky parted slightly.
A deep, shadowy streak of rainbow light pierced the clouds and landed lightly a hundred feet before him, resolving into a young man in black robes.
Seeing his face, Youzhen relaxed. A smile quickly spread across his face as he hurried forward. "Junior Brother Youxuan, you're finally here! I'm glad you're all right. Just now, I-"
"Where's the World Boat?"
Chu Mo interrupted him, his gaze fixed squarely on Youzhen's face as he asked the blunt question.
Youzhen's smile remained unchanged. He shook his right sleeve, and a streak of dim light slid out of it into