The breath of the giant serpent still lingered in the space, impossible to dissipate.
Baili An didn't know much about this world yet, nor did he know how to find the Bronze Gate to leave this place.
However, since the Pici Bird had seen traces of human survival in this world, the secrets of this world were not entirely untraceable.
The group departed down the mountain, heading south.
As far as the eye could see, the jungle in the south was dense and overgrown, with the faint outlines of Human Race tribes discernible in the distance.
They continued with Sword Flight toward the south, where the stars of the long night had suddenly dimmed, and finally, after an immeasurable night longer than any back in the Mortal World, a hazy light greeted the eastern sky.
Such a celestial phenomenon indicated that the sun would not take long to rise and illuminate the earth.
That's what Baili An had thought, so he had unfolded the Glazed Umbrella in advance.
