Zhang Yan saw that the river ahead was full of winding bends and curves. His mind immediately came up with a plan. He turned his head and whispered a few words to Luo Xiao, who understood at once, then leaped into the roaring river. Her movements were graceful, and not a single ripple could be seen as she entered the water.
Zhang Yan himself employed a Fog Manipulation spell. Instantly, a thick fog descended as though from the heavens, enveloping all five large ships entirely. Even the surface of the water was veiled in faint mist and clouds, shrouding the nearby landscape in a dreamy, almost illusory aura.
When Shen Yuefeng's vessels emerged from the bend in the river, he frowned at the sight of the fog-choked deep river stretching before him.
