"See those marks on the bank? They aren't water stains. They're blood—some creature's blood. It turns black after it dries, like dark spots on the soil. You can't see them if you don't look closely."
"Something was attacked there. This stream isn't very big, so it's not like there are crocodiles or anything like that. That leaves only one possibility—the creature was attacked by the stream itself."
The stone in Zhou Dynasty's hand arced perfectly through the air, just about to fall into the stream.
Just then, a giant maw suddenly appeared in the water. It shot up and viciously chomped on the stone in mid-air, instantly turning the hard rock into dust.
In that instant, birds in the forest fled in a panic. The water hung suspended in the air, like a transparent, giant serpent extending out from the stream.
The serpent's head was the giant, fanged maw. It seemed to be savoring the taste of the stone, opening and closing its mouth repeatedly.
