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The boat drifted in the middle of the river, surrounded by tranquility, with only the sound of water and the night accompanying them.
The sound of water gradually became rhythmic, as if something was moving beneath the surface of the water.
Zhang Jin and Yun Yan tightly held each other's hands, their hearts racing, feeling lost as they looked around.
At that moment, a voice came from the bottom of the boat, deep and powerful, causing the entire skiff to tremble slightly.
The two of them involuntarily became nervous, thinking it was the manifestation of the God of the Underworld, but they soon realized that the sound was not coming from any deity, but from a huge Small whalefish leaping out of the water, its scales shimmering in the moonlight.
The eyes of this Small whalefish seemed to be filled with wisdom, and it gently slapped the surface of the water, making that sound.
Zhang Jin and Yun Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, as it turned out that it was just the river animals being active at night.
The small whalefish seemed curious about the boat carrying the bride, swimming around it and occasionally leaping out of the water, as if engaging in a silent communication.
The two brides gradually calmed down, moved by the wonders of nature before their eyes.
With the company of the small whalefish, their boat continued to move along the river. Gradually, the singing and chanting from the shore disappeared into the night breeze, leaving only the sound of water.
The company of the small whalefish gradually relaxed the mood of Zhang Jin and Yun Yan. They began to appreciate the scenery on both sides of the river, immersing themselves in this moment of peace.
However, this tranquility was suddenly shattered by a new sound coming from the bottom of the ship, deeper and more powerful than the previous sounds of the whale slapping the water.
Their hearts skipped a beat, and they tightly held each other's hands, thinking that the God of the Underworld had truly appeared. But as they held their breath and gazed at the pitch-black water, a familiar figure emerged.
When Han Che slowly stood up from the shadow under the ship, the moonlight shone on his face, revealing a faint bitter smile.
His appearance made Zhang Jin and Yun Yan breathe a sigh of relief, but also brought new doubts.
"What are you doing here?" Zhang Jin's voice carried surprise and confusion.
"Turns out it's Young tribal leader..." Yun Yan exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise.
Han Che walked up to them, with a determined and sincere look. "I can't let you two face this unknown river alone. This river and the upcoming ceremony are not as simple as you imagine."
He looked at Zhang Jin, his eyes revealing concern for her safety.
A hint of gratitude flashed in Zhang Jin's eyes. She knew the Han Che nature of him. Once he decided on something, not even an earthquake could shake him.
"However, this violates tradition," Zhang Jin frowned, having gained some understanding of the customs of the barbarian tribe.
Han Che shook his head gently. "Tradition is dead, but people are alive. We cannot let precious lives be endangered for the sake of so-called tradition." His voice was firm and unquestionable.
He then said helplessly, "And now, I can't go back."
" Han Che, by doing this, Elder You will worry," Zhang Jin reminded.
Han Che A bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and a glint of determination flashed in his eyes.
"I know my mother will worry, but she always taught me that as a leader, I must have the courage to make the right decisions, even if it means facing difficulties alone."
Yun Yan showed admiration for Han Che in her eyes and said softly, "Your courage and determination are the pride of our barbarian tribe."
Zhang Jin looked deeply at Han Che and felt a surge of indescribable emotion in her heart.
She knew that Han Che did this not only for her and Yun Yan, but also for the future of the entire barbarian tribe. The boat continued to move forward on the river, Han Che stood at the bow, his gaze looking into the distance as if searching for something.
Zhang Jin and Yun Yan then sat back in the boat. Although they still had many questions in their hearts, the arrival of Han Che undoubtedly brought them great comfort.
The night grew darker, and the river water shimmered with a silver light in the moonlight.
Suddenly, the tranquility of the river was shattered by the cry of a whale. The small whale, which had been playing near Zhang Jin's boat, suddenly sensed something and let out a long and tense cry.
Immediately, its figure disappeared into the night like an arrow, leaving only a string of foam gradually dissipating on the water's surface.
Zhang Jin and Yun Yan exchanged a glance, both seeing unease in each other's eyes.
Yun Yan Her hand subconsciously reached for the amulet around her neck, given to her by the tribal elder, said to protect her from harm.
Her fingers lightly caressed the amulet, seeking solace for her soul.
Han Che then looked ahead with determination, and he could still hear the sound of the Small whalefish splashing as it escaped.
He knew that this change was no small matter. It was a sign, a warning of things to come.
The Gates of the Underworld has been considered a sacred and inviolable place by the barbarian tribe since ancient times, but now it slowly reveals its mysterious veil under the gaze of three people.
The originally calm river surface, without a single ripple, seemed like a tranquil place isolated from the world.
However, as time passed, the river surface began to show subtle ripples, which gradually expanded and eventually turned into whirlpools, as if some ancient power was awakening.
Zhang Jin Standing on the river bank, her eyes reflected the changes on the surface of the water, filled with anticipation and unease.
Yun Yan Standing beside her, tightly gripping a long spear, her gaze was resolute, but the deep-seated worry was impossible to conceal.
Han Che stands at the forefront, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, full of curiosity and eagerness for what is about to happen.
Suddenly, the whirlpool on the surface of the river spins faster and faster, as if its center is connected to another world.
A faint blue light shot out from the center of the vortex, illuminating the night sky and the astonished faces of the three people.
This light carried an indescribable sense of mystery and antiquity, intertwining to form a complex series of totems. These totems floated in the air, slowly rotating and emitting a melodious sound, as if it were celestial music.
"This is..." Zhang Jin sighed softly, her voice carrying a hint of astonishment.
Yun Yan turned her head, her expression complex, her eyes shining: "This is the true face of Styx, the belief of our tribe for thousands of years."
Han Che Then his brows furrowed slightly, and his fingers lightly touched the amulet on his chest as he murmured, "Is this the kind of power we can control?"
The light on the surface of the river grew brighter and the vortex spun faster and faster, until finally, a gate of light slowly formed.
Inside the gate of light is a path leading to an unknown world, emitting an enticing glow as if inviting them in.
Zhang Jin took a deep breath, her face showing a determined expression: "We came here to find answers. No matter what lies ahead, we must explore it."
Yun Yan She nodded, tightly holding Zhang Jin's hand, her eyes showing determination: "No matter what, we will be together."
Han Che He gently drew the short sword from his waist, a hint of battle in his eyes: "Then let's go in together."
Three people clung tightly to each other as the boat sailed into the light gate.
After their figures completely disappeared into the light gate, the gate slowly closed, and the light on the river gradually dissipated, everything returned to calmness.
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