Facing such a river, Zheng Yichen cast out his fishing rod in the form of an Alien Phenomenon manifestation.
He was now very skilled in using this manifestation; using it felt like bringing his own Law of Heaven and Earth, and the fishing rod in his hand underwent a corresponding change.
Gah—
A deafening sound rang out, and a giant flying beast dozens of kilometers away looked at Zheng Yichen with uncertainty. In its eyes, he was just a creature smaller than an ant.
The kind that it wouldn't even glance at, and certainly not squash out of boredom.
Did it really think flying with ups and downs was easygoing?
But that tiny ant conveyed an inexplicable aura—vast and ancient—yet that aura seemed like an illusion, so the giant flying beast thought for a moment and continued to bend its head to drink water.
It had to drink here for at least two days.
