At night, the mist in the Misty Forest grew even denser, and the danger level far exceeded that of daytime. Unless absolutely necessary, no one ventured out at this hour.
Yet several stumbling, chaotic footsteps shattered the tranquility of the place, stopping abruptly before the Formation of the Illusory Spirit Immortal Palace.
"Dad, you can't see anything here. Is this really our path to survival?" the young girl asked, her voice trembling with panic and fear.
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