No one could say exactly how many years the Star Dou Great Forest had existed on the Douluo Continent.
But once people entered the forest, its dense growth, which blotted out the sky and sun, was enough to tell them how ancient it was.
From afar, Chen Ping faintly felt waves of fresh air blowing toward him. The fragrance of plants refreshed his heart and lungs, bringing an indescribable comfort.
He took a deep breath of fresh air. All thirty-six thousand pores on his body seemed to open at once. The sensation was indescribably refreshing.
Returning to this familiar place after half a year, Chen Ping's heart brimmed with countless feelings.
He no longer felt the tragic resolve he had on his first visit to the Star Dou Forest, when he had possessed no talent, only a life to wager.
Chen Ping never wanted to experience that feeling of his life being worth less than paper again.
Unconsciously rising onto his tiptoes to look into the distance, Chen Ping saw an ocean of green.
The boundless green ahead looked so breathtaking. That comforting, fresh air came from there.
At last, they arrived before the Star Dou Great Forest. Even its trees stood over twenty meters tall.
These were only the trees at its outermost edge. There were no paths at all through the dense forest. Layers upon layers of tree shadows concealed what truly lay within.
Before the forest, the air became even more comfortable. The temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees, and the refreshing sensation carried the fragrance of damp soil, continually stimulating the three men's sense of smell.
Du Weilun and Shi Xing could not help taking deep breaths as well. Feeling the fresh air that lifted their spirits and soothed their minds, they both grew