RUMBLE!
The entire black swamp began to churn violently.
The mountain-like pile of bones trembled, and ghastly white fragments tumbled down.
Standing in the black swamp, Hong Yu was tossed back and forth by the churning mire, struggling even to keep his balance. His expression turned grim, his eyes flickering. 'What kind of monster is under this black swamp to cause such a commotion?'
'This swamp is over ten *li* across. What could possibly stir up a disturbance on this scale?'
BLUB! BLUB! BLUB!
A sound like boiling water suddenly erupted.
The rolling, wave-like swamp abruptly grew calm. One after another, black, bubble-like mounds began to surface in the mire.
The bizarre scene looked as if countless fish were blowing bubbles from beneath the mud.
'Not good!'
Startled, Hong Yu executed Wandering Dragon and shot backward.
In an instant, his figure flashed more than ten meters away.
