Yongan County.
Fifty miles outside Lin Yuan City.
A vast river, seemingly encompassing the force of thousands of pounds, flowed powerfully.
Moo!
At that moment, a sound resembling the bellow of an old ox erupted.
This sound appeared to carry a special rhythm that made the river waters even more turbulent.
A fierce wind arose, seemingly triggering changes in the heavenly phenomena.
Clouds gradually gathered.
Boom!
Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded, reverberating in all directions.
With the mist spreading, it seemed as if a torrential downpour was imminent.
Pat~pat~pat~
Just then, a sound of footsteps suddenly emerged amidst the chaotic world.
In an instant, the river seemed no longer turbulent, the wind seemed no longer howling, and the thunder seemed no longer roaring.
This single sound of footsteps appeared to overpower everything else!
Following that, a figure dressed in a black mystic robe, holding a nine-foot-long spear, slowly appeared by the riverside.