There was still some fire outside the forest. Although the sky was covered by dark clouds, the sky was not completely dark. It was almost pitch black when they entered the forest.
Zhang Zian walked very slowly. With his night vision, he had to pay attention to his feet and his surroundings.
It was very quiet in the forest. The branches, leaves, and trunks seemed to be a natural soundproof blanket, absorbing all the sounds nearby. Only the occasional crackling sound of something being burned and burst in the village could be heard.
Zhang Zian felt that every step he took on the leaves would make a loud noise, while the Elfins were light in comparison.
Richard wisely kept his mouth shut. He could not see anything, so he would be the unluckiest if there was any danger.
