These fishermen might not have known one another, but anyone still boating on the river at such an hour was clearly a hardworking soul. If they could lend a hand, none would begrudge the effort. How could their straightforward hearts possibly think one layer deeper? Since those fishermen had not resurfaced from the river, what more could they do?
Yet strangely, these rescuing fishermen moved through the river more nimbly than fish swimming upstream. In no time, they had neared those several great whirlpools. However, the first fishermen to reach them had barely touched the whirlpools when they were immediately swallowed beneath the surface, never to emerge again, as though they had never existed at all! The several fishermen rushing over from behind were terrified out of their wits and hurriedly cried out as they desperately fled toward the riverbank!
Unfortunately, it was already somewhat too late. Those several great whirlpools were like huge mouths that devoured people, growing larger and faster as they moved toward them...
"Save us..." Their heart-rending cries for help could not carry far across the river's surging spray. Let alone the roar of the water, even the countless splashing sounds of river fish falling back into the water could drown out their voices.
At that critical moment, a rumbling sound of rushing water suddenly arose from the distant night sky. It flowed without end like the river itself, yet possessed even greater momentum than the river's rushing roar, like a waterfall crashing down a mountainside! Along with that sound came a forceful voice, more powerful than rolling waves: "Hold on for a moment! Mister Mo will save you at once!"
Looking toward the source of the voice, they saw a long river descending like the Milky Way falling from the Ninth Heaven. Above that river