Chen Fan frowned deeply and thought for a moment before saying, "Then shut it down for now."
Something had clearly gone wrong.
If he were coming back, he would have returned long ago. A whole month had passed without him returning; there was no point in continuing.
Qi Yue...
The first customer of Chen Family Station No. 37.
Gongyang Yue's Jiangbei Old Devil.
The saber-bearing guard from the Mortal Domain's earliest days.
The War Pavilion's second Pavilion Master after Zhou Mo died in battle.
The first casualty of the Qi Yue Campaign.
To this day, the deceased with the most offerings—and the greatest variety of them—on Rugged Island.
Where exactly had things gone wrong?
Chen Fan pondered for a long time but still found no answer. He put it aside for now and stopped to look into the distance. "Understood."
It had been a month since he left Soul Land.
His most pressing task now was to seize the Stronghold in the fog nearby and advance to a seventh-level continent.
Everything else...
Could wait.
The next moment—
Eternal Night Continent began moving, heading straight for the fog beyond Sea Area No. 102.
As the continent slowly pushed into the fog...
A new journey began.
Standing on the city wall, Chen Fan surveyed his surroundings. This was his first time entering the fog of his own accord. He had entered it before, but only under duress, and even then, he had merely skirted its edges rather than venturing deep inside.
Their target this time was a green-grade Stronghold 560,000 kilometers away.
Before long...
Chen Jiutian's voice from the Strategist Pavilion reached his ears.
"We've advanced ten thousand kilometers. No abnormalities so far."
New reports continued to come in.
"We've advanced twenty thousand kilometers. No abnormalities so far."
"We've advanced..."
So far...