Night was black as ink, and the waves surged sky-high.
Thunder and lightning crashed together, while rain poured down in sheets.
Wang Wu and the Snow Wolf General huddled within a tiny crack in the rocks, shivering.
Well, the Snow Wolf General had turned into a fist-sized little dog, while Wang Wu had become a fist-sized Bear Cub. They were like two quails abandoned by the world, trembling with every step as if treading on thin ice.
The days of being dominated by a First Grade Snake Demon were truly hard to endure.
Vaguely, Wang Wu felt as though he had returned to that night more than forty years ago, when he had first crossed over and cowered in a rock crevice in boundless terror.
Neither of them had any mind to speak, nor did they dare to.
The Snow Wolf General was so cowardly it nearly burrowed into Wang Wu's body. Wang Wu was much the same, though the two little balls of fur packed together did make them rather warm.
But who had the heart to think about that? Wang Wu did not even dare remove the Myriad Transformation Wishful Demon Leaf, afraid that at any moment a gigantic snake head would appear before him and swallow him whole.
As for Danger Sense, well, Danger Sense felt nothing at all.
But this time, he did not even trust Danger Sense.
Because it made no sense!
Snake Island had been hiding peacefully in the Great Lake, yet because of your little bastard's antics, it had been forced to relocate. It had ruined a hidden base, wasted who knew how many resources to teleport away and flee. This was far more than just old grudges piled atop new ones.
Wang Wu could not think of a single reason that First