They wanted to enter the jurisdiction of the Myriad Demon Mountain.
First, they had to pass through a dark forest stretching to the mountain's edge.
This forest was teeming with bloodthirsty demonic beasts that would attack anyone on sight.
For this reason, it was also known as the trial ground.
Only those who passed through this place were deemed qualified to enter the Myriad Demon Sect.
Dressed in black, Braydon Neal staggered into the Dark Forest.
Towering trees filled the area, blocking out the sunlight.
The air was heavy with the stench of decay.
Leaping onto a tree, Braydon perched on a branch and scanned his surroundings.
The forest was shrouded in darkness, silent except for the occasional rustle.
Could the Dark Forest be a land of death?
Suddenly, his puzzled gaze sharpened, and his longsword flashed as it unsheathed.
