C350 The Sword of the Mother and the Sword of the Father

The river suddenly split apart, as if a white wall of energy was blocking the water rushing down from upstream. The spray surged upward, forming scales of tiny waves that grew higher and higher!

Downstream, the water vanished!

A pale green square box emerged from the riverbed.

Time seemed to stretch, with each second feeling like an eternity.

Xie Ruxuan fixed her gaze on the river