Standing on the bank, gazing at the rolling, muddy river before him, Huang Xiao felt very small.
One day after parting ways with Pang Yi and the others, Huang Xiao's party finally reached the Supreme Evil River.
The Supreme Evil River stretched for nearly ten thousand li, with countless tributaries flowing into it and countless branches flowing out.
Before Huang Xiao, the river was more than ten li wide, making it difficult even to make out the scenery on the opposite bank.
The mist rising from the river looked all the hazier in the sunlight.
The wind over the river was light today, and the water was relatively calm.
Yet even with the water so calm, countless whirlpools still dotted its surface.
Clearly, fierce undercurrents surged beneath the water. It was nothing like as simple as it appeared on the surface.
"Hall Master, there are no boats nearby," Song Gang said respectfully, appearing behind Huang Xiao.
"How can there be no boats? Aren't there any fishing families around here?" Huang Xiao asked with a frown.
"There are, but they've all been killed," Song Gang said.
Huang Xiao's face darkened at those words, and he said nothing more.
"Hall Master, Liu Chongming reportedly took a boat upstream, but in my view, isn't that far too conspicuous? Once someone spots him on this broad river, he'll have a hard time escaping. If it were me, I'd certainly find it safer to travel along the banks," Song Gang said.
"That's what our information says. It should be correct," Huang Xiao said. "As for what Liu Chongming is thinking, my guess is that he intends to use himself as bait to draw us toward Supreme Evil Peak."
Huang Xiao did not dwell on the slaughtered fishing families now. Since Liu Chongming had taken a