In the whispering forest, Luca had already followed that nameless river for more than ten kilometers.
He still hadn't found anything unusual.
A few minutes earlier, he had, by chance, sensed a surge of powerful primal power, but the force had vanished almost instantly.
In the end, he wasn't able to find any useful clues.
At this point, his condition was starting to deteriorate.
Beads of cold sweat continued to drip down his forehead, and all sorts of blood-sucking insects kept landing on his body from time to time.
"Have you discovered anything?" Luca took the initiative to ask Sophia. "I'm worried we might get lost in the whispering forest."
"I haven't found anything either. I think we should turn back," Sophia replied, her tone slightly gloomy.
"We're too far from the node now. If we keep going, we might not be able to return to the original world."
She, too, seemed to feel that this operation was likely going to fail.
Luca frowned and thought for a moment.
