The group had now reached the middle of the River of Despair.
This was the most dangerous area.
The words had barely left their leader Kapson's mouth.
HUMMM...
The unique fluctuations of a Star Trace Fissure, a phenomenon characteristic of this Spirit Realm Layer Realm, rapidly spread and bloomed.
A blurry, indistinct Fissure rapidly bloomed open right on the path ahead, starlight shining from its depths.
A Star Trace Fissure.
The faces of everyone in the group darkened.
'Did it open on its own?'
'Or are Fissure creatures behind this?'
If it had opened naturally, waiting a little while wouldn't be a problem.
But if Fissure creatures were behind it, they were in big trouble.
Zorn, standing at the edge of the group, glanced at the blooming Star Trace Fissures. He was already prepared for battle.
After all, Zorn had spent a significant amount of time immersed in Star Trace Fissures just to grind missions.
