The light seemed to be abnormally somber in the forest filled with death-gas. The dusky death-gas hindered one's ability to scout via eyes and spiritual energy.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Occasional beast cries rang out in the forest. Suddenly, there was an air-rending sound, and a few light figures were seen quickly passing by. These people were agile. Using only their toes to push lightly off of a tree trunk, they had already propelled themselves forward before the leaves could even shake.
These figures were, of course, Mu Chen and the rest, who had infiltrated the forest.
As they moved forward through the forest, their eyes were fixated vigilantly on the places where the death-gas lingered. Although the death-gas had blocked the perception of spiritual energy, they could still sense the large amount of beast spirits hiding in the forest.
