"Si Nan! Time to disappear!"
"Disappear?" For a moment, Si Nan didn't understand what I had just said. Then he saw me using a footwork technique to vanish from the front of the onrushing swamp crocodiles, just when the base camp of the Black Venom Cult came into view. He nodded and used his own Seven Stars footwork technique, zigzagging before diving into a thick bush and disappearing from the sight of our pursuers while giving the impression that he had just taken cover in the base camp just ahead.
The horde of swamp crocodiles, led by their king, headed right for the front gate, charging in an intimidating manner. Oceans of furious qi bubbled from them and saturated the area, scaring off even the native wildlife.
The sentries didn't even have to look up to sense them coming. They were completely oppressed by the vicious qi that drifted toward them, their faces turning pale and perspiration dripping down their cheeks.
