The orange flame flickered and rose in the mist behind him, carrying a slightly warm air with a hint of scorched scent.
Xia Nan walked alone in the canyon, his backpack behind him was filled with Fog Lamp Grass for completing the collection task.
The deaths of the Fog Lamp Monster and the Druid caused the mist within the canyon to dissipate somewhat; perhaps it was psychological, but he even felt that the oppressive feeling brought by this "Forbidden Land" that never saw sunlight all year round had lessened considerably.
He did not deliberately conceal his figure, but instead openly walked with assertive steps.
As the canyon's dark oak door drew closer and gradually entered into view, Dong Shu and Lilia, following his previous instructions, waited quietly and carefully near the entrance, directing their gaze toward him.
Upon realizing the visitor was Xia Nan, both visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
"How is it, any danger nearby?"
