Above the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly River flowed eternally, its waves rippling as if conveying the passage of endless years.
The surface was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains and clouds, creating a divine tapestry befitting the Immortal Gods. The banks of the Heavenly River were lined with Purple Ganoderma, White Orchid, and other Spirit Grasses. Colorful birds gracefully danced among them, exuding faint fragrances, as if one were in the Immortal Realm.
Yu Yuan quickly caught up with Donghuang Taiyi.
When he arrived at the outskirts of the Heavenly River, he just saw Donghuang Taiyi plunging headfirst into the river.
The waters of the Heavenly River babbled gently, their ripples glistening serenely, as if the chaos of war had not reached this place, or perhaps the Ruishui River water had washed away all traces of it.
At this moment, Donghuang Taiyi was advancing towards the heart of the river on a white cloud.
