The school of fish scattered, darting in all directions.
Round Head swam through the school of fish, identifying the number of serpent trails, his gaze filled with worry.
At least three, most likely four serpent demons of the same caliber as the Ink Scale Big Snake!
The dispersed school of fish reassembled, but the river dolphins began to grow restless, lurking up and down the river, disrupting the neat formation.
They finally understood why the neighboring group had vanished without a trace or a word.
The former leader darted forward, calling out repeatedly in panic, signaling the new leader to hastily leave.
Round Head flapped his fins, instructing his subordinates to keep calm; he first led the group to a concealed location, then contacted the Heavenly God to observe the subsequent developments.
The lotus leaves swayed.
At the bottom of the pond.
Liang Qu, who was tempering his will and condensing True Gang, opened his eyes, frowning deeply.
