In the quiet mountain, apart from the sound of the wind and Ji Chen's heavy breathing, there was no other sound.
Ji Chen continued to penetrate deeper into the mountain. Initially, he would estimate how far he had walked.
But as time went on, with the life force within him continuously draining, by now, Ji Chen had long forgotten these calculations.
He didn't know how far he had traveled, but what he did know was that it had been two days and nights since he entered the Immortal Burial Forest.
During these two days and nights, Ji Chen walked and stopped intermittently. If he was tired, he would rest for a moment under a big tree; if thirsty, he would drink some mountain spring water or dew.
It had only been two days, but in Ji Chen's perception, it felt like months or even years had passed.
It was an extremely agonizing process, and the mountain was so quiet it was terrifying.
Now, Ji Chen could see varying degrees of changes happening to his body.
