Chapter 788
Through the early morning mist that had just risen among the trees, dewdrops from the autumn night soaked the branches, revealing bizarre purplish-brown patterns.
Cheng Dalei pressed on, his sword steady in hand and his feet crunching on decayed leaves and twigs. After a night of intense combat, he was physically and mentally exhausted. If he had a bed at his disposal, Dalei feared he would collapse immediately and sleep for a small eternity. But Cheng Dalei couldn't afford to do so. As for Xu Shenji and his men, their whereabouts were still unknown, and he had to find them.
When passing through the mist, Cheng Dalei covered his mouth and nose to avoid the pungent miasma billowing throughout the woods. Many people had wandered around in the forest only to collapse and never stand up again. The damp weather was particularly apt to sap one's vitality. Among the hunters who spent years hunting in the forest, few made it to a ripe old age.
Where could they be?
"Boss..."
