Apart from the dim yellow light, there was endless darkness.
The fog near the carriage was still a pale, dismal gray, while the parts away from the carriage had already plunged into the gloom.
Lu Ban conjured "Testament" in his hand, enhancing his hearing in an attempt to capture the sounds around him.
However, Lu Ban heard nothing at all.
"We can only move forward," he said.
Cui Siter's face looked somewhat unsightly.
If they encountered a monster, he could use his pistol to kill it.
If they encountered something he could not overcome, he could lie down and quietly wait for death.
What he feared most was being in between, caught in a Foreign Domain, unable to die completely, yet living was difficult.
Thankfully, as a seasoned Chosen by Gods, he knew the method of dealing with whatever came his way with equanimity.
After slightly adjusting its direction, the carriage continued forward, moving away from the statue.
