The forest was temporarily safe, and they hesitated no longer.
Some people were almost half alive, and they planned to rest for two days before setting off.
They didn't plan to advance further to avoid alerting the enemy.
A few leaders discussed it, and judging by their encounters, the fierce beasts inside the border were acting abnormal, breaking their usual patterns, with signs of rage, making it unsuitable for hunting.
As for the Immortal Condensing Grass, it would depend on luck to encounter it on the return journey.
They had done their best, and if they didn't retreat now, everyone might end up buried here.
The team rested quietly for one night, and the night watchmen were cautious as they scouted the area and didn't find any traces of the Giant Golden Monkey, letting out a huge sigh of relief.
Unfortunately, plans could not keep up with changes.
The next afternoon in the depths of the forest, enormous sounds erupted, startling everyone resting.
