The sky turned dark.
The glow of the moon and stars had completely disappeared.
Han Zhan and the others gathered around the bonfire, straining their eyes to look into the distance, but they couldn't even clearly see the Flat Peach Tree a bit farther away.
The dense night enveloped everything in the distance, as deep as ink.
And amidst this endless night, quietly and silently, something unknown was brewing.
"What should we do?" Gongyang Jin spoke while looking at Han Zhan.
"There are two options." Han Zhan pondered for a moment before speaking.
"One is to split up and scout the area, alerting immediately if anything unusual is found."
"The other is for everyone to move together, which is safer but relatively slower."
Unfortunately, everyone's realm hasn't fully recovered; otherwise, they would have many more tactics at their disposal.
