Che Ruman found the heat hard to bear and hastily took out a water bottle from her inner world before the mentor could seal their mystic conscious. She chugged more than half of it in one go.
Che Ruman hung the remaining half-filled bottle of water on her waist and asked impatiently, "How much longer to the entrance?"
"We should arrive soon."
The teams' advance slowed down. Everyone had been following a meandering mountainous path, and now they had stopped in front of a large area of fiery-red rocks.
The rocks here had been scorched red, making everything red in their line of sight.
Qiao Mu halted with the rest of the team.
"You, you, you! Your three teams will hunt and kill ten level-13 mystic beasts near the entrance of this red rock forest," Wei Xu stated coldly while pointing at three of the 23 teams.
