The ground beneath them was some kind of extremely rough, hardened substance.
Looking around, the terrain stretched flat and level in every direction.
Other than the white earth, there was nothing else to be seen.
Because Goose Feather posed too great a threat, Moyu forced himself to control the Shadow Passage at a speed of one hundred kilometers per hour for half an hour before finally bringing it to a stop.
Partly because they had gone far enough, and partly because through Vision Sharing, he had spotted what appeared to be a human body lying in the distance.
"Is that a Hunting Season participant...?"
Through his ability, Moyu looked from afar at the motionless figure lying on the white ground.
In a geographical environment unsuitable for survival and incapable of providing any resources, anyone who appeared here was most likely one of the 163 Hunting Season participants sent over by the Pipeline.
So many days had already passed...
There was a high chance that the person lying there was already dead.
For now, emptying the water from the Shadow Space took priority.
Moyu's thoughts turned. He informed the others in advance, then shifted the passage coordinates to the bottom of the water and opened the passage.
In an instant—
A massive amount of lake water poured out of the Shadow Space along with Moyu and the others, spilling across the white ground.
As the lake water flowed along the lower terrain, various plants and animals that still retained traces of life came into view.
After leaving the Shadow Space, Moyu had no intention of checking on the person. Instead, he first had Shizuku take out the supplies they had prepared before setting off.
Shizuku's memory was simply too poor.
When it came to storing supplies, if someone reminded her intermittently,