Underfoot flowed the rushing river, and standing on the shore, you could see the mountains in the distance, bathed in sunlight, with a rainbow arching across the sky.
The roaring sound of the waterfall was deafening; Yun Zhao had climbed onto the top of the carriage, shouting at the Jade Hanging Waterfall with a wine jug in hand, singing loudly, then tilting his head back to drink deeply, his posture was quite unrestrained.
Chen Yan stood behind Yun Zhao but did not climb up onto the roof; instead, he stood on the road.
While observing the waterfall, his right palm casually rolled up and down, and a black oval-shaped object shuffled around his palm, flying around his hand but never leaving Chen Yan's control.
The three of them stayed by the Jade Hanging Waterfall for a whole day and night.
At night, the Jade Hanging Waterfall was even more captivating!
Behind the waterfall cliff, the green cliff appeared like jade at night, subtly shimmering under the moonlight.
