Her slender fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, revealing her inner turmoil.
"A Holy Master level aura has appeared at the bottom of the river."
The Dragon Palace stood with his hands behind his back, his tone heavy.
"Not just one."
The Holy Daughter's delicate body trembled slightly.
"If that's really the case... then all those who jumped in..."
"One in ten thousand chance of survival."
The Dragon Palace interrupted her directly.
"We should go now."
But the Holy Daughter shook her head.
"Let's wait a bit longer."
The Dragon Palace gave her a meaningful look.
"Wait for what? For Gu Sheng's corpse to float up?"
The Holy Daughter didn't answer, she just gazed deeper into the Blood River.
At this moment, Gale, in the Blood River, was covered in blood, fleeing madly like a demon.
His originally vibrant red hair was soaked in blood, sticking to his pale face, looking extremely disheveled.
"Gu Sheng! Damn your ancestors!"
