The sudden tidal wave put an end to their standoff, each with their respective agendas in mind. Kong Jiu withdrew his hand, and Qin Sisi also dispersed the magic power in her palm. Both were surprised, staring at the suddenly turbulent river, unclear about what had just happened.
Another surge of waves several meters high came over, and a huge figure slowly rose from the icy river, casting a large somber shadow in the direction where Qin Sisi and the others stood.
The colour drained from Qin Sisi's face, involuntarily retreating with fear. However, there was not much width at the river bank; after only stepping back a few steps, the back of her body already bumped into the icy cold and hard stalagmites at the edge.
She leaned against the trunk of an ice stalagmite in front of the rock wall, a deep chill ascending from her heart. She even saw death beckoning at her.
