Yang Fan and Mr. Fan's plan to explore the stone cave seemed destined to fail—these creatures just kept multiplying the more they fought.
At first, Yang Fan was quite excited, watching his Inner Qi grow little by little. It felt like the New Year had come early.
But as time went on and the number of creatures increased, Yang Fan's heart began to grow restless.
"Old man, something's not right here," Yang Fan shouted.
"Where the hell are these things coming from? And why do they keep increasing?"
Before Yang Fan started fighting, the forest was already packed with people.
Now, the crowd was so dense that people were practically stacked on top of one another.
The scene was eerily similar to the chaos of a train station during Spring Festival—seats occupied, bodies lying under the seats.
