The scar-faced man trembled all over, and the Nine-Ring Great Saber instantly swung across his chest.
"What's going on?!"
Chaotic footsteps echoed from the cave, and of the six who entered, only three scrambled out, rolling and crawling.
The forefront man known as Third was half-covered in blood, his lips quivering too much to speak.
"S-something is..."
Another martial artist collapsed to the ground, a wet patch spreading over his crotch.
"Old Zhang... suddenly just... disappeared..."
The young martial artist grabbed his collar.
"Rubbish! What thing could silently devour three Qi Sea Realm martial artists?"
Third finally caught his breath, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.
"It's not devoured... it's dragged... those vines... they move..."
Before his words could settle, a martial artist standing on the edge suddenly froze.
He looked down at his chest, where somehow a piece of dark green vine tip had appeared.
"Save..."
