The scene before him was strangely familiar: a vast river, its waters surging with tumultuous power.
Standing on the bank, he couldn't see where it ended; the river seemed to stretch all the way to the horizon.
The trees on both banks grew thick and lush, while in the distance, colossal peaks stood tall, as if connecting with the very heavens.
This was not the She Long Crossing that Yang An had once visited; the current here was even more rapid.
Enough time had passed that Yang An had long forgotten what the Xiyue River looked like, yet he was certain this was it.
For he could sense it. A kilometer away, hidden beneath a placid patch of water, was an array designed to fool the senses. And within that array lay a solitary island.
At his current Cultivation Level, the array had no effect on him whatsoever. The island was as conspicuous as a lantern in the dead of night.
That was the sanctum of Mother Divination True Master, called Golden Egg Jade Island.
