With nothing holding him back, Yang Yi could display his extraordinary physical abilities. Using both hands and feet, he soon reached the vicinity of the Village Chief's room.
The walkway here was already gone, dismantled by Xiaoji and converted into basic supplies.
Yang Yi plunged one hand into the fleshy wall, burying it completely and anchoring himself firmly.
Then he glanced down. It was dim below, the bottom almost invisible, like a bottomless abyss. Cui Xiya had not followed him, either.
She had been obedient and had already caught up with the Nightmare Star. Her precise location could be checked on the Fleet's Sea Chart.
Moreover, the Nightmare Star had sailed out of Cook Island, so he could begin.
Using his powerful grip and climbing ability, Yang Yi ran sideways along the wall for a stretch and made it into the Village Chief's room.
The room was a complete mess, as though burglars had swept through it. Not even the furniture had been left for the Village Chief.
Yang Yi glanced at his wolf claws. Minced flesh from the Great Sea Lung hung from them like thin mud.
Judging by its flesh, the Great Sea Lung's condition had indeed worsened. Its body seemed to be melting, giving off a nauseating stench of decay.
Yang Yi lifted his mask and took a sniff, almost throwing up last night's dinner. Then he clamped the Iron Beak Mask tightly onto his wolf face, slightly deforming it.
To Yang Yi's keen sense of smell, that pungent odor was nothing short of torture.
Next, he approached the secret passage and suddenly realized a problem-he had forgotten to ask Su Na where its opening mechanism was.
Besides, the room had been badly damaged. Xiaoji might well have forcibly dismantled the mechanism already.
"Forget it. As long