After the three entered the Vast Desolate Ancient Region, the sights along the way clearly displayed the "results" of the thousands of vanguards up ahead.
The dense low shrubs and vines that had originally filled the forest had been roughly carved into chaotic paths of varying width, and the ground was covered with countless messy footprints and traces of battle.
From time to time, they could see abandoned, shattered weapons, scraps of clothing stained with fresh or dark-red blood, and even one or two incomplete human or Magical Beast corpses that had yet to be fully dragged away or buried. They silently told of the brief, brutal conflicts that had just taken place.
The three of them also encountered a few low-level fierce beasts that had been startled by the large force ahead and had bolted out from their hiding places, appearing savage and panicked. But these beasts had often barely shown themselves, not even having time to display their ferocity, before the scattered adventurers nearby, equally vigilant and eager to "warm up" or vent their nerves, swarmed them. Amid flashes of various Dou Techniques, the beasts were chopped into minced meat in an instant, and their corpses were swiftly divided up.
On the surface, the journey was smooth. One could even say that the large force ahead had cleared away many obstacles for them.
However, as they went deeper, Lin Ming's brows gradually furrowed. Not only did he not relax, the vigilance in his heart instead rose higher and higher.
It was too quiet... no, not quiet in terms of sound. In the forest, one could still hear the vague clamor and sporadic sounds of battle coming from afar. Rather, it was the "calm" on the level of danger.
The Vast Desolate Ancient Region was known as a forbidden