The Water Palace seal looked much like the one hanging at Ninth Lady's waist.
Only, Ninth Lady's was clear and translucent, made of white jade, while the one far ahead was the color of sand gold.
Needless to say, that should be the Yellow River Seal belonging to the River Lord.
Cui Jiuyang did not rashly drive his sword light toward it. He merely drew a little closer and examined it carefully.
The Water Palace seal hung motionless in the water, but the River Lord was nowhere beside it.
What was this supposed to mean? Had the River Lord actually lost his own seal?
Yet divine power flowed quite steadily over the seal, and it bore no signs of having been through a battle.
It was as though the River Lord had passed through here and casually left the seal hanging in the water.
Cui Jiuyang tentatively moved a little closer. The seal showed no reaction. In fact, under its suppressive power, even the surging currents around it slowed... What on earth was the River Lord doing?
After confirming there was no danger, Cui Jiuyang shielded himself with Three Chi Seven's sword light, slowly approached the seal, and gently reached out to take it down.
Without any resistance, the little sand-gold seal fell into Cui Jiuyang's palm.
Almost the instant Cui Jiuyang's divine sense touched the little seal, the roar of the Yellow River's waters rang out in his ears.
The rumbling water overlapped with the rushing currents of the Heavenly River, nearly drowning out the message the River Lord had left inside the seal.
Still, through all that noise, Cui Jiuyang heard the River Lord's roar: "Fellow Daoist Cui, get out of here! A heaven-collapsing calamity!"
Cui Jiuyang brought the little seal before his eyes and stared at it