Time slipped quickly as three full days passed, and Lin Xiaotian now stood on the ship deck with a calm yet focused expression. Around him, everyone had already gathered, their auras steady as they prepared themselves for what was about to happen next.
The domain slowly began to fade away as the ship regained its freedom, and without hesitation, it surged forward toward the depths of the forest. At first, they moved openly, expecting attacks at any moment, but strangely nothing came.
As they continued deeper, confusion slowly spread among them because the forest felt far too quiet for a place filled with demonic corruption. The ground below looked completely barren, and even the demonic energy in the air seemed to be thinning instead of growing stronger.
