Thanks to the barrier of miasma, everyone escaped the Red Armored Puppet Army without much effort. Under E Kuai's lead, they then continued downstream along the crimson river.
Another two months passed in the blink of an eye, and everyone finally left the crimson desert.
The land ahead shifted from red to black, while the air gradually became humid. Rain even drifted down from the distant sky, nourishing countless plants and forming a lush rainforest!
The rainforest bordered the desert. Even within the Great Ruins, such an environment was truly rather peculiar.
Yet E Kuai seemed to have been here before. He was not at all surprised by these changes and strode straight into it.
Though he appeared to be walking at a leisurely pace, his steps were actually quite frequent. Moreover, each step carried him over a hundred zhang, so he was not slow in the slightest.
Though the others seemed to be gathered together, they had vaguely split into three groups. Han Li's group of six and Zhu Yan's group of four trailed along the left and right flanks respectively, while Fu Jian, Qin Yuan, and their four companions followed closely behind E Kuai.
After traveling through the rainforest for most of the day, they suddenly came upon a vast expanse of blood-red mist.
The mist was extremely dense. It stretched up to the horizon, and there was no end in sight to either side, clearly making it difficult to bypass.
Furthermore, the bloody mist churned like a living creature, producing strange "whooshing" sounds. It appeared exceptionally eerie.
"City Lord, could this be some kind of poisonous miasma?"
Fu Jian asked with a frown.
"You need not worry. This is the Sulfur Flame Mist Sea. Not only is it nonpoisonous, but there is no danger within it either."