His fingers gently caressed the hilt of the knife, feeling its texture, as if this greatsword were his most loyal companion.
He knew that in this desolate wilderness, this broadsword might be the key to his survival.
His eyes revealed a kind of determination and courage, as if he were declaring his resolve to this mysterious forbidden land.
His breathing was steady and deep, without the slightest sign of panic. Each breath filled his body with strength, preparing him to face any challenge that might arise.
As time went by, Zhang Baiyun gradually moved away from the camp.
Although he had some worries, he knew that only in this way could he better explore the mysteries of the forbidden area.
He believed in his abilities and in the greatsword in his hand, and he was confident that he could protect himself.
On the outskirts of this forbidden area, Zhang Baiyun's figure appeared exceptionally small, but his determination was as firm as steel.
"Captain, we've spotted the White Cloud Hunting Group. Only eight of them came out; seven remain in the camp, including Huang Xiaoqin and Du Mingyang."
Not long after Zhang Baiyun and his group set off, a dark shadow flashed through the dense forest, moving like a ghost at an extremely fast speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The dark figure was agile and nimble, seemingly blending into its surroundings.
He cleverly used the trees and bushes for cover, moving very carefully with each step, afraid of making the slightest sound.
Liu Heitu, hiding behind a large tree, stared intently at the dark figure, his eyes gleaming with vigilance.
His breathing became light and steady, as if he were merging with nature.
Chen Feng glanced casually toward the dense forest, his eyes sharp and deep, as if they could pierce through the thick woods.
His lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.
He had already noticed the Black Soil Hunting Group's stalker, but he showed no panic whatsoever.
As long as the other party does not truly threaten his and Zhou Ping's safety, Chen Feng does not plan to take action for the time being.
He knew that in this treacherous forest, any slight movement could lead to unexpected trouble.
At this moment, the stalker was quietly approaching Zhang Baiyun and the others. His footsteps were light, like a cat's, without making a sound.
His eyes revealed a cunning and greedy glint, as if he were searching for some precious prey.
However, he did not realize that he had become Chen Feng's prey.
Chen Feng quietly observed his every move, secretly planning how to respond.
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