"Got it, Brother Monkey!" Chu Yang nodded. With a flash, he darted silently toward the clearing like an afterimage. His footsteps were incredibly light, making almost no sound on the fallen leaves. He quickly reached the center of the clearing, then looked back at Sun Wukong and the others. Only after seeing them carefully following behind did he continue toward the mountain stream.
Tang Monk sat atop White Dragon Horse, gripping the reins tightly as his wary gaze swept across the surroundings. He softly chanted scriptures, praying for a safe journey. Sun Wukong stayed beside White Dragon Horse, his Golden Staff quietly held in hand while his Golden Eyes Fiery Eyes continuously scanned the woods, afraid that an Imp might suddenly appear. Zhu Bajie brought up the rear, carrying the luggage and barely daring to breathe. From time to time, he looked back over his shoulder, fearing demons might be pursuing them.
Just as Chu Yang was about to reach the edge of the mountain stream, close enough to touch the wild grass along its bank, a world-shaking roar suddenly erupted from deep within Lion Camel Ridge. The sound was filled with rage and fury, shaking leaves from the trees and making the ground tremble slightly.
"Not good! We've been discovered!" Sun Wukong's expression changed as he barked, "Master, Ba Jie, hurry! Pick up the pace and run for the stream!"
Tang Monk's face turned pale with fright. He hurriedly patted White Dragon Horse, who neighed and quickened his pace, charging toward the mountain stream. Zhu Bajie was so terrified that his soul nearly scattered. Carrying the luggage, he scrambled forward in a panic, muttering nonstop, "It's over, it's over, we've been discovered! Brother Monkey, save I, Old Pig!"
Chu Yang also stopped and looked back toward the depths of