The pitch-black object, over three meters long, from a distance really looked like a piece of wood.
Ye Qing stood quite far away, so he couldn't see clearly, but he didn't dare to actually consider this thing as wood. After all, how could such a piece of wood appear in the water? Moreover, Ye Qing vaguely saw that the part of it soaked in water was somewhat whitish, which was completely different from wood.
With doubts in his mind, Ye Qing didn't dare to be careless. He gripped the Metamorphic Iron Dagger tightly and cautiously approached the object. When he was about seven or eight meters away, Ye Qing finally saw clearly that the thing was actually a crocodile!
Seeing this, Ye Qing's scalp tingled. He was well aware of the outcome of encountering a crocodile in such a confined space, especially in the water. Even a tiger or a lion dropped into such water would undoubtedly die when they met a crocodile, let alone a human.
