Just a few hours had passed since the earlier battle, and Han Leu had stopped the ship where it was, deciding that traveling deeper into the forest during the night would be far too dangerous. The darkness would only amplify hidden threats.
Moving forward at night in such a corrupted region was extremely risky, as more demonic puppets or concealed traps could emerge without warning, making even a prepared group vulnerable to sudden attacks.
Night slowly blanketed everything as the forest below sank into darkness, while the earlier corrupted regions blended into the shadows, making the entire landscape feel even more oppressive and unnatural.
On the deck, Lin Xiaotian and Han Leu remained seated together, their attention fully focused on the jade slips and tomes scattered between them, continuing to search for any additional information regarding the Raven.
