Ou Yangming suddenly looked up. His eyes were shining brightly.
A powerful momentum was released from his body. Although the momentum was still incomparable to that terrifying aura, under such immense pressure, it was rare that he could still maintain his unyielding fighting will.
Before long, a not-so-large figure slowly poked its head out from the depths of the forest.
When Ou Yangming and the others saw it clearly, they were stunned.
Bamboo rat—it was actually a bamboo rat.
Ou Yangming's eyelids twitched slightly. He immediately thought of the little fellow that he had seen before. This was the only ferocious beast with intelligence that he had seen in the Forest of Death. Therefore, though it was just a glimpse, it left a deep and indelible impression on him.
The bamboo rat that suddenly appeared was much larger than the little fellow that he encountered by the river, but their auras were somewhat similar as if they had the same origin.