Shrubs came from within the forest, sunlight sprinkling down.
Beside the lake, there were some charred branches and broken charcoal covered with mud and leaves, which were suddenly brushed aside.
"It seems like it's been several days."
With a slight shift of his gaze, Chen Feng wrapped in a brown robe, returned to the Snake Spirit Secret Realm.
Everything was for the Snake Spirit Fruit.
The speed of his Four-dimensional attributes growth slowed down, but the transformation continued.
He wanted to end this all swiftly, reaching the pinnacle state.
Immediately, retracting his gaze from the charred marks on the ground, he glanced towards the farther south.
Holy City.
The place where the group of ordinary people who had escaped slavery wanted to go, seemingly a gathering place for normal humans.
But.
With a calm gaze, he turned his head back and looked towards the northern direction of the bushy forest.
