Then, figures jumped into the river one after another and sank.
Finally, a single person walked out of the river, knelt by the bank, and kowtowed.
'If I'm not mistaken, this river must be the legendary Yellow Springs.'
"They had a perfectly good written language, but no, they had to imitate the ancients and draw pictures."
Xiao Chen couldn't help but snark, "My verdict: they drank too much Yellow Springs Water."
He continued onward for a while before rounding a corner and entering a spacious stone hall.
The ceiling here abruptly soared to a height of over one hundred feet.
A colossal statue stood there, so tall it seemed to touch the ceiling. It wore a beaded imperial crown, a black robe, and a reddish-yellow skirt.
The figure was familiar to Xiao Chen; it was a statue of the Yellow Springs True Monarch.
But strangely, just like with the Yellow Springs Secret Techniques, the head of the statue was completely blank.
