"It seems we're moving pretty slowly."
Glancing at the food in Dou Yanlan's hand, Veronia said softly. As the last two portions were placed down, a pale golden liquid continuously gushed out from the jar's mouth. Soon, the liquid flowed through the patterns on the ground into a shallow pit. Watching the shallow pit in the soil, Feng Yuan shrugged and said,
"Looks like we have to grow the vine to head to the next region. Really, not a bit of surprise."
As Feng Yuan expected, a sturdy vine quickly sprouted from the soil and extended towards a nearby platform. Just when Feng Yuan was thinking of climbing onto the vine, he was blocked by an air wall.
"Tsk! So stingy, won't even let us take a shortcut."
Watching the vine continuously extend, Feng Yuan said discontentedly. He had been thinking of directly grabbing onto the front part of the vine to quickly reach the other side. After a while, the vine stopped growing, and unsurprisingly, the air wall had completely disappeared.
