Li Yan was having a bizarre dream.
He looked around; he was still at the mountaintop, the campfire flickering but silent as if he were in a state between dreaming and waking.
Sha Lifei and Wu Ba were nowhere to be seen.
He tried to rise but found himself completely immobilized.
Sounds of surging water reached him. Li Yan, unable to move, could see water splashes emerging from the ground in front of him, quickly submerging his feet.
What had happened?
Just as Li Yan puzzled over this, his body suddenly stiffened.
He could feel something pressing against his back, fine hair brushing his neck, and a pair of tender jade hands reaching around him from both sides, embracing him.
Suddenly, visions surged before Li Yan's eyes.
He saw rivers roaring, tearing down numerous villages along their paths, a dam in the mountains collapsing and transforming into flash floods that rushed downward, the advancing wave's mist swirling like countless yellow flood dragons …
