In the Cursed Soul Forest, the chilling winds howled, filled with a ghostly aura.
The barren trees swayed, as if demons from Hell were about to crawl out from the ground, appearing particularly menacing and terrifying!
Mu Jinyu was inside the Bi Fang Cauldron, urgently flying inward, too preoccupied to pay attention to the sinister scenery along the way.
"It seems that old guy didn't follow me in."
Mu Jinyu had been constantly aware of the situation behind him, originally thinking that upon rushing into the Cursed Soul Forest, that old fellow Ji Ran should also follow him in.
He had always been on guard.
Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have no intention of coming in at all.
'Could it be that he just wants to force me in? Is the Cursed Soul Forest really that terrifying?'
A bad premonition suddenly arose in Mu Jinyu's mind.
In his view, the Cursed Soul Forest was just a place of nine deaths and one life, not one without any way to survive.
