After three hours of wild running, relying entirely on Energy Absorption to sustain.
As Gang Qi was about to run out, Yu Chuan finally arrived in the area where his teammates were located.
This was a dark purple swamp, abruptly appearing in the dreamy Senluo Forest Region.
On the map, it looked like a wound forcibly torn open by some sort of power.
In the center of the swamp stood a blood-flesh nest, covered with various Spiritual Patterns, pulsing like blood vessels. Every few seconds, it would emit a puff of ghostly green mist.
Yu Chuan wiped his sweat, scanning the surroundings.
Compared to the vibrant, dreamlike forest environment behind him, this area underfoot seemed deliberately desaturated, with a faint scent of blood lingering in the air, yet strangely attractive.
"Over here."
At this moment, the captain peeked out from behind a cracked black boulder and waved at him.
