The flying boat sped onward without pause, streaking into the black mist like a beam of light.
Yi Feng had originally been full of anticipation. Influenced by the imposing manner of the three beside him, he had thought they might encounter some danger, only to find nothing but small fry.
Gradually, Yi Feng resigned himself to waiting patiently.
Along the way, he ate and drank as he pleased, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The mad dash had never ceased, and the flying boat had no idea how deeply it had entered the black mist. The world was shrouded in dense darkness, to the point where day and night could no longer be distinguished.
Yi Feng had just finished eating a native egg when he heard the woman beside him speak solemnly.
"It seems the source should be ahead. If we delve into it, we should be able to uncover the truth."
"Yes."
The two men nodded in response, their expressions turning somewhat grave.
Hearing this, Yi Feng raised his eyes and looked toward the distance in the direction the three were gazing.
He saw what seemed to be something hazy blocking the way. A grim chill seeped through the darkness, and numerous strange Demonic Beast figures were vaguely intertwined within it. Some towered into the sky, some had twisted faces, and some did not even have eyes.
They did seem somewhat different—slightly stronger than the Demonic Beasts he had seen before.
Yi Feng examined them seriously for a few moments, but he did not sense any formidable aura. The excitement in his heart subsided, leaving only boredom.
Coming all this way just to fight monsters was really rather dull.
Glancing casually at the path the flying boat had passed through, he saw ordinary Demonic Beasts