The dense forest was gloomy, and each step concealed indescribable risks.
Furthermore, although more than a hundred thousand people entered the dense forest in a grand manner, strangely, as Liu Chuixue carried Lin Hao through the woods until dawn, they encountered not a single person.
By the time the sun was high in the sky, the group finally reached a hillside.
"It's odd, this forest should be filled with natural treasures and valuables everywhere, but why haven't we even seen a hair of a treasure after walking all night?"
Upon stopping, the four of them immediately began to express their doubts.
They had entered the dense forest five times, and counting this time, it was their sixth. The forest was extremely dangerous, but the greater the danger, the greater the harvest.
The first five times they entered, the forest was full of treasures, but this time, it was eerily different.
"Tch."
