Thousands of miles from Changning Guard.
The middle reaches of the An River.
This stretch of the An River was rugged terrain, with nine bends and eighteen turns. The river channel often threaded through lofty mountains and steep ridges, forming sheet after sheet of sheer cliffs and precipices.
Within those winding backwaters stood an island in the heart of the river. Its surroundings were as steep as if carved by knives and hewn by axes, with only one waterway on the lee side weaving into the island's bay, forming a half-natural river harbor within.
After several hundred years of development and widening, this river harbor had already reached no small scale, able to berth dozens of riverboats at the same time. On the dense ranks of riverboats, the awe-inspiring banners of the Flood Dragon all hung aloft.
Ships flying such banners could travel unimpeded along the upper and lower reaches of the An River, with no one daring to provoke them. That was because they were all riverboats from the overlord of the An River—the Flood Dragon Gang.
And this island in the heart of the river, named "Flood Dragon Island," was precisely the headquarters of the Flood Dragon Gang, the overlord that ruled the An River.
In the middle of Flood Dragon Island rose a main peak, beneath which an upper-grade water-element spiritual vein, transplanted from who knew where, had been suppressed, causing the entire mountain to be shrouded in watery vapor and mist.
The tip of the main peak had long since been leveled, and quite a few buildings had been constructed there. At key positions, formation eyes and formation nodes had also been built, forming a mountain-protecting formation.
It was precisely because they had such an easily defended and hard-to-attack place as their lair that the Flood