The Eerie Camp

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They slowly rose higher, drifting farther and farther away, leaving it all behind...

They planned to fly north along the mountain range. Whatever happened, before leaving, he intended to secretly investigate the Trading Camp's current situation one more time! Even if it was dangerous, he had to take a look. Leaving without knowing what had happened would never sit right with him!

Like a dog driven from its home!

The hot-air balloon flew higher and higher before finally settling steadily at an altitude of four or five hundred meters. Looking down into the distance, the countless low hills had shrunk to tiny patches. Even flying demons would struggle to reach this height! Aside from the wind roaring past his ears, everything was indistinct.

At this height, only the towering peaks still gave off some light; no other light could reach them. Higher still, beyond the height of every mountain, the sky was pitch-black, a dark, gaping expanse that looked terribly unnerving! The light rising from the ground seemed utterly incapable of reaching it! It was like an ancient realm that had lain deathly still since time immemorial, without light or warmth! More lifeless than even the Land of Death!

"Looks like we should avoid flying too high from now on. Otherwise, we won't even be able to tell which way we're going in that pitch-black sky!" Er Dongsheng suddenly remarked.

The winds of the Abyss were blowing northwest along the mountain range. Working the sail, Er Dongsheng began drifting north. They were not moving very fast; their initial speed was probably only a dozen or so