On the other side, outside the Dragon Taming Pass, dozens of miles downstream, a mighty river surged fiercely, about a mile wide!
In the sky, the moon shone brightly among sparse stars, its light fragmented by the clouds, spilling onto the river, turning the cresting waves into flowing silver scales, layering upon layers, rolling up a thousand heaps of snow, then shattering like a burst silver flask.
This great river, lying dormant, winding through the mountains, at this moment tore the night apart with thunderous momentum, the waves like thousands of wild silver-maned horses galloping and crashing in the deep black riverbed.
At this time, a colorful stream drifting down from the distant mountains, like a celestial river, slowly merged into this great river, enchanting and magnificent.
Between the streams, one could see beautiful oil paper lanterns floating on the water, casting a myriad of colors on the surface, like a colorful belt of light merging into the river.
