Before Bi Zihan stretched a chain of rolling mountains, covered in lush ancient trees that extended beyond the limits of sight.
"This seems to be a Small World. The only ones capable of creating a Small World like this appear to be the deities of the Divine Realm. I just don't know which deity's handiwork this is." Bi Zihan looked ahead, considering which direction he should take.
Looking for people in a primeval forest was undoubtedly like searching for a needle in a haystack. The best approach was to find a place everyone would eventually go and wait there for them to gather.
There was only one place everyone would go: the exit of the Small World.
Within this endless primeval forest, the only place that could possibly be the exit seemed to be its central region. After all, the deity who created this Small World could not possibly intend for them to search the entire place for an exit.
Moreover, the place where they had appeared should not be dangerous. Otherwise, considering he had no idea how long he had been unconscious, he could never have survived until now if there had been danger.
According to the law of the jungle, he should currently be in the weakest outer region of the primeval forest. Therefore, heading toward the center could not be wrong.
Bi Zihan jumped down from the ancient tree. Doomsday Judgment appeared in his hand, and he headed straight toward the central region. Although the surroundings looked calm, his mind remained constantly alert to everything around him.
After all, no one knew what might be lurking in this primeval forest. What if something dangerous suddenly leaped out? Unknown things were the most dangerous.
Besides, such a vast primeval forest could not possibly lack soul beasts. The deity