After traveling about a hundred steps, the group of people found the environment growing increasingly desolate, and a thick fog had formed, confusing their sense of direction to the point where they couldn't even determine the most basic bearings.
Someone couldn't help but speak up, "Logan, didn't you say there would be opportunities granted by Sanctuary Powerhouses as soon as we crossed the shore?"
"That was just hearsay, without anyone's confirmation. Besides, if the opportunities were so easy to come by, many powerful beings would have fought for them, leaving none for us, right?"
Logan smirked and said, "Everyone, don't be impatient. The more dangerous it gets, the greater the opportunities."
In his heart, he knew that the reason other people kept him around was to push him to the front in case of any danger. If they encountered danger, they would probably run faster than anyone else.
