Already lost count of how far they've run.
Fang Che quickly takes action.
Sssss...
A few strong gusts burst forth, hundreds of Golden-headed Centipedes shattered into pieces by the force of his fingers.
But... quite a few have already escaped.
Moreover, their bodies are too small to find in the thick fallen leaves.
If the movement is too big, the birds will return immediately.
Also, there are many other crawling insects and ants around, all scattering in panic, clearly capable of spreading the message...
"This time it's bad."
Yan Beihan's face looked grim: "How could this jungle lack Centipede Snakes? It seems we are about to face enemies on three sides."
"There's still time."
Fang Che calmly said: "By custom, even if they find us, it will take them several days to attack, and those first few days pose no threat to us. In other words, we still have at least ten days of safety."
"So, in ten days, we must find a large water source again?"
Yan Beihan looked a bit troubled.
