The octopod moved, taking a few steps towards the direction of the Grand Scholar, licking its lips, saliva dripping to the ground. Just as it was about to exert force, it suddenly raised its head and quickly retreated. It smelled something more delicious, something strange, something enticing.
The octopod swiftly crawled into the passage where Qi Badao and his group were fleeing like a flying creature.
Zhang Yiqing's face changed drastically, "Leave two people to continue, the rest follow me."
He led three Shadow Owls into the passage, no longer able to see the shadow of the evil creature.
However, screams echoed from deep within the underground palace.
The group quickened their pace, perhaps retreating was the wise choice, but the Night Patrol never chose that option.
