Chapter 60: Wish I Had 100 of Them! [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

North of Shu Mountain, lies the Jinhua River.

The wind on the riverbank, blowing rapaciously and unbridled.

Under the gentle moonlight, a mysterious black wine jar suddenly shot out of the river, drifting with the current for a bit before finally stopping, bobbing up and down. It gave off some cold, eerie carisma.

After a moment, an unconscious dying spirit was attracted and came close to the jar's mouth. Immediately, a black ghost hand stretched out from inside the jar, dragging the spirit in.

Then there was a chewing-like vibration.

Following the path of the jar, along the Jinhua River, leads to a concealed underwater cave. If one enters this watery cave and traverses a narrow tunnel, they would arrive at a pitch-black, mysterious area, where a force mysteriously repels all living beings.

Whenever a member of the Water Clan comes into contact with this black area, they would instantaneously vanish, only to emerge later at an upstream corner of the river.