Everywhere around was gray, even the soil on the ground was not the yellow of earth, but gray!
Entering the forest gave one the feeling of stepping into a gray world!
Lin Fan gripped the Soft Sword tightly in his hand, not daring to be careless, ready to fend off any sudden danger!
As they walked through this forest, gusts of cold wind kept blowing. Though not strong, it was incredibly chilling, cutting into their faces like knives, leaving a burning pain!
"Boss, how long do you think these ancient trees have been here?" Nie Lei couldn't help but ask.
"At least a few hundred years!" Lin Fan replied.
"Damn it! Who would have thought that after all these centuries, the trees here remain undamaged? But why have these trees turned gray? They look like fossils!"
As Nie Lei voiced his bewilderment, he reached out to brush one of the trees!
"Careful! Don't do that!" Lin Fan shouted urgently!
