Though Crimson Demon was filled with despair, he had not given up on searching for a way to survive.
He knew clearly that if this truly was the Demon Sea Calamity before them, he would most likely not survive. But no matter what, he still had to fight for that last sliver of life.
"Ordinary lightning strikes possess power around the fifth level of the Supreme Realm, while the thunderstorms produced after the dark clouds accumulate lightning can reach the level of the seventh level of the Supreme Realm!"
Crimson Demon's expression was incomparably grave. They could only flee during this final sliver of opportunity.
But whether they could successfully escape remained unknown, and their chances of survival were exceedingly slim.
The dark clouds grew denser and denser. Amid flashing lightning and rolling thunder, streaks of golden lightning descended like ferocious electric pythons, tearing across the sky.
"Roar!"
The shrieks of demon beasts came from afar. One Sand Crocodile after another could be seen racing madly along—this was a massive tribe!
Mu Qing and Crimson Demon looked over to see that this Sand Crocodile tribe was enormous, with at least thirty Sand Crocodiles. Among them, the strongest one even seemed somewhat familiar!
"It's that fourth-level Supreme Realm Sand Crocodile!"
Mu Qing was immediately startled. Of course, he was not entirely certain, since all these Sand Crocodiles looked exactly alike. At least, Mu Qing could not see much difference between them.
And the leader of this Sand Crocodile tribe was indeed a fourth-level Supreme Realm Sand Crocodile, leading the group in a frantic escape.
Soon, the Sand Crocodiles passed by Mu Qing and Crimson Demon. The leading fourth-level Supreme Realm Sand Crocodile cast a very human-like glance in Mu Qing's direction with its demon eyes.
But it paid them no heed