The next ten-plus days were a desperate flight for their lives.
Jiao Yin was practically burning his origin power, manipulating powerful currents to propel the three of them through the deep sea like an arrow from a bow.
They dared not approach the surface, forced to travel through the dimly lit mid-level waters, relying on Jiao Yin's perception to navigate around the territories of powerful sea beasts.
Food was scarce. They subsisted entirely on Jiao Yin catching the occasional blind, deep-sea fish, or on Hua Han mustering the strength to use his Illusion Technique to lure small schools of fish closer.
The child in Bai Wanwan's belly seemed to sense its mother's peril, its movements becoming abnormally frequent and forceful.
On the fifth day, their greatest crisis arrived.
They had been discovered by an elite team of Merfolk led by one of Jiao Ming's confidants!
With them were two gigantic Crocodylomorphs, each the size of a small hill and covered in thick Bone Armor.
