As Zhang Deming's thoughts flashed, with a thought, vines sprouted from the quicksand beneath his feet. They were constantly being devoured, and while the toll was considerable, the destruction of the vines weakened the suction pulling him down.
The Light Wings on his back pulsed, and Zhang Deming escaped the vast expanse of quicksand.
The remaining three weren't so quick. They were all trapped in the quicksand, sinking little by little.
However, while the Demon Dog had trapped the three, it had also nearly exhausted its power. It stood motionless, locked in a contest of strength against them.
When Zhang Deming broke free, the beast didn't act immediately. Instead, it attempted to use this brief window to devour one or two of the men with the quicksand.
However, while the three men couldn't break free, they still had the strength to resist, so they were sinking very slowly. Seeing that Zhang Deming had escaped, their sense of urgency vanished.
