"Not coming? Not a chance!" Qin Shou nearly grabbed his scimitar and bellowed as he charged down the mountain!
Almost simultaneously, a shout arose: "I, stop!"
Qin Shou didn't look back, but he recognized the voice—it should be Bull Head. However, he had no regard for Bull Head now as he was set on rescuing someone!
The waters of the Nether River were colder than Qin Shou expected; he involuntarily shivered upon entering them! But the murky Nether River, once entered, offered an astonishingly clear view, and it was no worse than on land.
Looking down, he saw that the bottom of the Nether River had vast mountain ranges undulating beneath. However, these mountains were bare, without even a hint of green aquatic plants visible.
At the same time, there was no sign of life, not even a single Asura in sight.