The journey went very smoothly, this route opened by Liszt, many in the team had traversed it multiple times, so they were quite familiar with it.
Even with non-combatants, they took less than three clock hours to leave the boundary of Trolian and officially step into the Dark World.
The air became heavy, the smell of decay and death assaulted their senses, the Black Fog became notably thicker, each wisp of mist seemed to have life, twisting and leaping like countless insects.
This eerie and terrifying scene gradually cooled the heated atmosphere in the team, everyone recalled what kind of gigantic entity they were facing, and how severe and cruel a world they were up against.
Humans seemed like orphans in a boundless wilderness, shivering amidst darkness and madness, and besides huddling by the campfire, there was no sense of security.
Guardian Ye Feng asked softly, "How far is our journey this time?"
