Ye Feng, however, didn't bother with those loose cultivators and mercenary groups, quickly moving on with Hong Qingyan from the first gourd's bulbous part to the next position at the neck.
Incredibly, there was a vast river here, but the riverwater had long dried up, the riverbed cracked, and occasionally numerous spatial fissures appeared. If one were to carelessly fall in, even a Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm would perish.
Yet even so, Ye Feng still saw many strong individuals going down to the riverbed searching for treasures. As the saying goes, where there are risks, there are opportunities, especially in a place like the Outer Battlefield. Sometimes, one has no choice but to take a gamble.
"Let's keep moving inward!" Ye Feng transmitted through voice.