Since Gan Rong could release seawater and knife-finned vipers from the "Dragon Palace," he could naturally take them back as well.
So he hurriedly manipulated his Divine Treasure. The vortex, which had originally been rotating clockwise, now began rotating counterclockwise.
The currents and schools of fish were all sucked into the vortex by an invisible force.
Then the vortex turned clockwise again, and several crocodiles suddenly crawled out of it.
These creatures reached an astonishing five or six meters in length and weighed over a ton. To humans, they were entirely Fierce Beast-level creatures.
When the little girl's family saw the crocodiles, their faces went green, while Gan Rong took the opportunity to flee.
Zhu Hu sneered and charged forward.
The crocodiles immediately lunged at him.
The little girl was so frightened that she covered her eyes with her hands.
But as a Mystic Mastery expert, how could Zhu Hu be injured by a few crocodiles?
Though he had no weapon in hand, he raised his hand and struck with a blade-hand, slicing the crocodiles into pieces all the same.
Blood splattered everywhere, filling the passage with a thick, fishy stench.
Without slowing his steps, Zhu Hu pounced at Gan Rong and raised his hand, about to bring it down like a blade.
"Zhu Hu, don't kill him. Capture him and hand him over to the people from the Pearl to deal with."
Luo Yan reminded him.
At that moment, although they would be disembarking from the Pearl in two days, Luo Yan still did not want to attract too much attention.
Zhu Hu heard him. He slightly changed the angle of his blade-hand, striking out a distorted ripple that flashed past Gan Rong's back.
Gan Rong screamed. The flesh on his back split open, and he collapsed onto the