Zhao Fu made some simple preparations before heading off into the depths of the Forest of Horrors.
The trees blocked out the sun, and they were many times taller than the trees outside. There were also various low-grade spirit grasses, but because their quality wasn’t very high, Zhao Fu didn’t bother picking them.
At the same time, the atmosphere here wasn’t as relaxed as in the forests outside – it was incredibly tense and oppressive here, and dangers lurked in every corner.
Suddenly, a black blur rushed at Zhao Fu. Zhao Fu casually drew his sword and slashed out at the black blur.
It was a weasel-like animal that had gray-white fur. It was a bit bigger than a normal dog, and it had Stage 2 strength.
As a result of Zhao Fu’s attack, a deep gash appeared on the creature’s shoulder, from which blood slowly flowed out. It seemed that its injury was quite serious.