"Wu Long, it's time. Run with me, we can't afford to waste any more time."

After greeting Wu Long, the partridge flew away on its own.

Wu Long shouted, "Time's up, everyone run!"

Then a group of people who were always ready started running after Wu Long.

Those die-hards: "Huh? They ran away? Should we follow them?"

Some intelligent people ultimately chose to believe and followed the crowd.

Those who remained hesitant paused for a moment and then decided to run!

But when they ran outside, it was pitch black outside the gate of the plantation, and there was no one there.

Yes, Wu Long and his group had already run quite far. The partridges guiding them ahead seemed to have divine power, allowing them to accelerate many times over.

After running for about an hour, the partridge's light gradually faded and finally disappeared completely.

A wide river blocked our way, and there was no road ahead.

"Huh? Wu Long, what do we do next?" His supporters couldn't help but get anxious.

Wu Long dared not panic in the slightest and quickly took out the first brocade pouch tied to his waist.

Inside was a talisman and a stone.

Suddenly, a voice came from the stone, "Wu Long, throw out the talisman, and when you see the bridge, go up there without hesitation!"

Wu Long realized once again that the world was so mysterious, and that there really were echo stones.

He immediately threw out a talisman, and a transparent bridge only one meter wide suddenly appeared on the river.

Under the moonlight, the river could be seen rushing and surging through the bridge surface with the naked eye.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. You must believe that we can go home. Come one by one, don't push!"

Wu Long gritted his teeth and silently recited: I firmly believe that I will be able to go home.

He stepped onto the transparent bridge and could feel his feet touching solid ground, but visually his feet were in mid-air.

Once you take the first step, there will be a second.

Then he started running across the bridge.

The power of belief drew more people onto the bridge, and everyone shouted along with Wu Long, "I firmly believe that I will go home!"

Those who didn't make it onto the bridge relayed the message from those in front, saying, "You must believe the bridge is real!"

Some people still don't believe it and don't dare to go up.

I clearly saw so many people shouting, "I firmly believe I will go home!" They were all running so steadily in a straight line in the air.

Finally, even the dozen or so wolfhounds following behind were about to cross the bridge.

The wolfhounds were clearly still biting their clothes and dragging them up, but the people screamed in terror.

"Ah, let me go! No!"

Finally, the wolves and dogs looked at them with pity, then turned back and went onto the bridge.

As a result, those who dared not go up watched the wolfhound run away, and when they wanted to go up again, there was no bridge left.

Some people stepped into the river and fell in, getting swept away.

People on the riverbank cried out, "Come back! Please don't abandon us!"

Some people on the bridge couldn't bear to watch, turned around, and fell into the water. Their screams were heard for a few seconds before disappearing.

No one dared to look back. They hardened their hearts and shouted even louder, "I firmly believe that we will go home!"

Wu Long and his group ran on the bridge for more than an hour. The bridge not only helped them cross the wide river, but also allowed them to climb over several mountains.

When they all got off the bridge, they knew it had disappeared, but none of them dared to look back.

All they knew was that they were about to enter the rainforest.

The darkness before dawn, the surroundings were already shrouded in fog, and all sorts of terrifying sounds came from the rainforest.

Wu Long discovered that of the approximately two thousand Chinese who set off from the Li family's plantation, only half remained.

There was nothing he could do; the road ahead was long, and he had no time to lament.

He resolutely took out the second wild grass pouch.