Deep in the dense forest, thick fog rolled and billowed, the damp and chilly air seeming to seep straight into their bones, forcing the four of them to slow their pace. The mist blocked their vision, dimming even the light of the torches.
Li Kui's steps began to falter. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked in a low voice, "Three cultivators, do you think there could be malevolent spirits lurking deep in this woods? I've heard the village elders say that a few years ago, a team of herb gatherers went missing right here."
Chen Haotian raised his eyes to survey the surroundings. His expression was calm, but his fingers tightened slightly on the hilt of his sword. "It could be spirits, or it could be worse. Either way, this fog isn't right."
Chapter 202