Duan Yun immersed himself in the icy river water.
The riverbank barely had any lights, and once he entered the water, it was as if he had arrived in another world.
A world like the Netherworld.
The river water was very clear, with the water plants below softly swaying.
As Duan Yun swam at the bottom, gazing upward, he could see the dazzling starry sky.
Tonight wasn't moonless with a high wind, but it was still suitable for killing.
The Young Hero never complained about the environment; no conditions, just create some.
The cold water covered his body, yet his emotions remained excited.
No matter how many times he's upheld justice, he always felt fresh and exciting, just like the first time.
Now Duan Yun had long mastered the Cultivation Technique of breathing through his pores; swimming in water, he wasn't much different from a real fish.
The river water was like a mirror; looking from here, the scenery at the bank was somewhat distorted but still very clear.
