After traversing a large expanse of muddy swamp, Qi Yue and his party of more than ten people re-entered the open plains. Xi Rui suggested, "From here, it won't be long until we reach headquarters. Brother Qi Yue, everyone's been on the move for such a long time, perhaps it is time for a rest. Even if we are not fatigued, our ancient beast companions must be tired."
The gazes of the Black Tiger and Emperor Mantis converged on Qi Yue. From their expressions, Qi Yue could see displeasure. Sighing internally, he knew that if he made these ancient beasts march any further, they'd probably go on a strike. Just as he was about to agree to Xi Rui's request, he noticed a change in the eyes of the Emperor Mantis and the Black Tiger. From dissatisfaction, they were now filled with intense fear.
Spinning around abruptly, Qi Yue's pupils shrunk to pinpoints. What had he seen?
