At this moment, Song Yun and Mo Yuyao were completely unaware that the witch doctor from the Ghost King's village had already set off with a group of people toward Xiangyang Village.
"We can't go on; we need to take a break!"
The cameraman, responsible for carrying the camera, panted heavily as he found a nearby rock to sit on. He placed the camera beside him and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. Other members of the film crew also found places to rest.
It was around three in the afternoon, and though the sun was beginning to set in the west, it was still unbearably hot. Coupled with the equipment they were carrying, the already exhausted film crew members had reached their limits.
"There are still many places we need to go next," Mo Yuyao said, glancing at her watch. "It'll take us another half hour to reach the next location. If we don't hurry, we won't make it back before sunset."
