"I remember now!" Number Four's gaze was like a tangible object as he glanced at the crowd. The dozen or so believers who were lying on the ground received his killing intent and forced themselves to sit up.
The cultivator felt his unfriendly gaze and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He finally remembered something.
"The dark river Forest!" The cultivator was so excited that he even grabbed Edward's arm.
"This is the dark river Forest!"
"Nonsense!" Number four had no virtue of respecting the old and cherishing the young, and rudely interrupted the cultivator's words, ""We all know where we are."
The map could not be opened, which meant that everyone had lost their way. This was naturally a very bad thing for the trial-takers, so number four was in a very bad mood.
However, after the cultivator's reminder, the Holy disciples quickly remembered one thing:
"An underground river!"
