The attacks on the other squads left the members of Jiang Ping An's squad on edge over the next few days, afraid they would be attacked too.
Encountering a beast tide in a place like this was extremely dangerous.
Yet they never encountered a single fierce beast along the way.
Some thought they were simply lucky.
But Su Jin believed Jiang Ping An had been right. Those fish and shrimp really might have been the Cold Sea Demon Race's eyes and ears.
Whenever they encountered those tiny fish and shrimp, they stopped moving and suppressed their rule power auras. With the help of their Invisibility Talismans, they easily evaded the Cold Sea Demon Race's surveillance.
Su Jin was glad she had joined Jiang Ping An's squad. Otherwise, she would already have come under attack.
That day, as they traveled through the dark, icy seawater, Jiang Ping An suddenly stopped.
Su Jin, who was following close behind, bumped into him.
Thinking more fish or shrimp were passing nearby, she dared not move.
Jiang Ping An was bounced a step forward. He transmitted his voice to the others:
"There's an iceberg up ahead about the size of an ordinary star, with lots of fierce beasts lying on it. It should be one of their gathering points."
At the words "gathering point," everyone's heart tightened.
After the attacks on the other squads a few days earlier, they were now terrified of encountering fierce beasts.
Any thoughts of earning Holy Land medals had long since been cast aside.
They only wanted to finish the mission and hurry back.
Someone said nervously, "Then let's go around it, quickly."
Jiang Ping An's gaze pierced the dark seawater, fixed on the distant gathering point:
"The beasts there aren't particularly strong. I haven't sensed any beyond the Void