Two hours later, in a dense canyon, towering trees blocked the sunlight, and the light scattered through the gaps in the leaves, creating a dazzling spectrum, the halo mesmerizing. Raising his gaze, the emerald leaves danced in the wind, and the sounds of various unknown birds and beasts rang out not far away, presenting a bustling scene. Under the trees, vines were exposed, with dry leaves covering the ground, unusually damp, perhaps due to the sunlight being blocked. The ground showed no signs of weeds.
The wind could hardly blow into the forest, the humid air rising with a certain stuffy heat, like a huge steamer. Several people sat quietly on the exposed roots of the big tree to rest, drenched in sweat, their faces also covered in sweat, each taking large gulps of air, looking as if they had just sprinted rapidly.
