"A Sand-tailed Scorpion Swarm..."
Chu Mu's pupils contracted. His gaze snapped from left to right, taking in the vast, rolling Desert Sea once more.
At that moment, as if in response to the disturbance, the once-calm sea of sand began to churn like ocean waves as far as the eye could see.
Chu Mu's expression instantly turned grim. With a flick of his sleeve, a sea of fire poured into the patch of sand where Wangcai was trapped. The flames raged, a scorching crimson. Faint, miserable howls could be heard for a moment, but they were quickly replaced by even more ferocious roars.
As the roars persisted, the churning of the surrounding sand grew visibly more violent.
A few sharp hisses rang out like a signal. Across the sea of sand for hundreds of yards, countless more hisses rose and fell with the dunes, all converging on their location.
