At the ancestral tomb of Jiujiu, there is gifted Magic Potion. This has finally been confirmed over two millennia. The truth about the ancestors is exactly as recorded in the cultural tales of Yao Shun Yu Tang—it's tied to the river currents!
"It's like falling into a sword. Maybe *twelve months have passed!"
Yang Chuan's heart burned with urgency, and he immediately stepped forward, treading on the iron chain suspended over the river's waters.
But as Yang Chuan just stepped onto the chain, an overwhelming pressure bore down on him.
"This…"
"Not good! This is actually the intimidation of the heavenly current!"
The voice of Ji Ling's rain-like whisper echoed in Yang Tian's mind, clearly sparking a sense of fear.
"Heavenly current's intimidation?" Yang Tian furrowed his brows upon hearing this.
