Zhao Luo walked through the thick fog as the other disciples followed behind him in two rows.
The dragon road felt creepy and treacherous as the fog was sealing their sight.
'Rumble.'
The dragon road started shaking as a sound of impact passed through the Dragon Road to Zhao Luo's group.
Zhao Luo raised his hand and stopped.
"Somethings coming. Brace yourself."
Zhao Luo ordered them as he squinted his eyes to look ahead.
'Thump.'
'Thump.'
'Thump.'
'What is it?'
Zhao Luo questioned as he still couldn't see anything that could have resulted in the earlier impact. His heart was beating rapidly.
'Just come already.'
Zhao Luo wished before his nervousness would kill him.
'Ahhhh.'
A shrill scream echoed through the dense fog. It was heard by Zhao Luo and the hundred disciples behind him.
