Everyone lying in ambush on Green Forest Slope was undoubtedly an expert. Though those little snakes moved silently and swiftly, quite a few people sensed something wrong immediately.
But these snakes, thinner than a little finger, were exceptionally nimble-and they were not real snakes.
Chi Qinghu and his companion lay concealed, their breathing suppressed. Hearing the screams of many fellow travelers of the Rivers and Lakes, he started in alarm, then suddenly detected movement beside him. His hand shot out almost on instinct.
"Hiss!"
Chi Qinghu caught a little white snake in his hand.
"A snake?"
Crack!
Chi Qinghu crushed the snake's vital spot, but with a hiss, its head actually separated from its body. The head shot straight toward his shoulder like a concealed weapon, only for him to slap it away with his other hand.
"Aaah!"
Those beside him screamed. Some clutched their shoulders, others their calves, their voices wracked with pain.
"The snakes are venomous! Aaah!"
Rather than being especially potent, the venom inflicted excruciating pain. Even many seasoned martial artists of the Rivers and Lakes could not help screaming, though quite a few had disposed of the little snakes as Chi Qinghu had.
"Attack now!"
Chi Qinghu surged his internal force and roared. Apart from some who had been bitten, twenty or thirty of the others sprang into action.
A barrage of concealed weapons came first. Some even emerged, drew powerful bows, and fired immediately.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The ordinary disciples of the White Feather Way were terrified, most screaming and scattering. Liao Wenzhi and the other genuine sorcerers were equally alarmed, dodging the incoming weapons and arrows.
But the attackers were all experts with a clear target. Though frightened, none of the young attendants were struck by the concealed weapons. Everyone's opening attack had a