After Jia Ren meditated, he was absolutely certain there was no Spiritual Energy in this place, as if it were a land of the end of magic.
Before he could attempt to search for other Cultivation Techniques, his body was already lifted into the air.
His tightly closed eyes opened, watching the small boat flying with him, clearly seeing the massive fish tail stirring up waves at the bottom of the river.
Monster attack?
He couldn't afford more thoughts as he curled his body mid-air, desperately adjusting his center of gravity to stay close to the small boat.
The situation of the Black River was unclear, and there was a gigantic monster; falling into the river was extremely dangerous.
The small boat and Jia Ren fell almost simultaneously, and at the moment of impact, his arms reached towards the bow of the boat.
Bam!
The sound of two splashes echoed simultaneously, both falling into the river.
