When the air was finally cleared of the smell of roasted meat, Bai Zhi'er gradually felt a bit better.
Her eyes were red from coughing, as if she had cried, her gaze pitiful and innocent.
Feng Fuce stood beside her, speaking coldly, "Throw that away, for the next three or four days you won't have anything to eat."
Bai Zhi'er was taken aback, "Three or four days? Where is this place? Can't we go back?"
"We are now on the fringe of the Demon World. To prevent demons from escaping, ancient spells have been set up here, prohibiting the casual use of mana. And you were swept here by the water flow due to the black scaly dragon. To return, you'll need a boat, and right now we have nothing; how can we easily go back?"
After Feng Fuce finished speaking, he helped Bai Zhi'er to see with her own eyes the view from the cave entrance.
All that could be seen outside was a vast expanse of dark water, stretching endlessly, its depth unknown.
