"This... This environment, why is it different from what I expected?"
President Huang continuously wiped the beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his gaze occasionally sweeping the surroundings as if trying to find a way out.
But surrounding them was nothing but the Mist Jungle, making President Huang suspect that without a guide, they would never be able to find their way out on their own for a lifetime!
The other few individuals were similarly distressed, and along with the ghost, their trembling was fully displayed.
Lu Dahu walked with his head lowered, at the very end of the group. He too was extremely anxious and subconsciously felt he had been hypnotized.
However, he soon realized that although the environment was deeply imbued with Yin Qi, the air was exceptionally refreshing.
With each breath, wasn't his supposedly exhausted body regaining some vitality?
The Bone Burying Ground was not large, relying solely on formations and mist to impair these people's judgment.
