The yellow river formed a line of falls. Water smashed into mists, thundering and surging with mud. The magnificent scene was awe-inspiring.
Ning Que stood quietly by the river while Sangsang walked toward the black reef. When her bare foot stepped on the reef, the sword cuts began to fade until they completely disappeared.
Those cuts were made by Liu Bai, the Sage of Sword. They represented the strongest will and decisiveness of mankind. She came here just to erase them. Watching the traces of predecessors being erased, Ning Que felt some hollowness in his chest. Yet he could do nothing to change it.
He looked eclipsed as he was placing his blade back into the sheath.