The River Lord was actually still in the mood to joke. "Fellow Daoist Cui, you weren't nearly so polite before. Now that you need me to lead the way, you're calling me Lord River Lord."
Cui Jiuyang laughed as well. "Times change. But once we get out, you're still not getting out of those five sword strikes."
The River Lord summoned the Yellow River Seal, enveloping his entire body, and stepped out through the fissure first. "A gentleman's word cannot be overtaken by a team of four horses. Five strikes means five strikes. I'll certainly let you slash to your heart's content!"
Cui Jiuyang followed behind him. Seeing his hair floating loose, he looked at the back of his head.
There was indeed a face there, but its eyes were tightly shut now, and it had lost all vitality. Only a wrinkled sheet of facial skin remained, plastered against the back of his head.
Cui Jiuyang muttered inwardly, Wasn't it smiling just now? Why does it look all dried out now? ...Could it have something to do with that black spiritual power he expelled from his body?
If so, that would make sense. Once the River Lord recovers from his injuries and completely expels the black spiritual power from his body, this face should disappear too, shouldn't it?
Never mind that for now. I'll follow him to the Water Eye at the Yellow River's source first. Otherwise, who knows how much effort it would take me to find such a tiny Water Eye in this boundless Heavenly River on my own.
Chapter 421: Heaven and Earth
After they emerged from the fissure, the River Lord stood on no ceremony and took the lead, clearing a path.
He was a water god himself and moved with considerable agility in the water.