Under Zhao Yi's feet was a high mountain, surrounded by a raging river, with azure waves surging, grand in momentum and awe-inspiring.
Upon seeing such a scene, most people would first marvel at the majestic landscape, captivated by its grandeur.
Zhao Yi had no such leisure or elegance.
Especially since the protagonist had just mysteriously said, "Halt at the mountain, retreat at the water," and the next moment Zhao Yi found himself in this mountain-and-water-surrounded environment.
What a coincidence.
Zhao Yi couldn't help but think more about it.
As Zhao Yi looked around, he found this secret realm incredibly desolate.
Apart from the roaring river, no anomalies could be found.
"Could it be that this isn't the place?"
Just as this thought arose in Zhao Yi's mind, he suddenly saw a flash of golden light in the distant mountain stream.
In the empty valley, that point of golden light was very conspicuous.
Zhao Yi's attention was immediately drawn to it.
"Interesting!"
