Sword, Come!

Ren Baqian walked back to where he came from. The few trees that previously caught his attention were filled with snakes now, rendering Ren Baqian speechless.

The light from the campfire could not reach this place either. Ren Baqian looked at the surrounding pitch-black forest. He heard a weird cry that was released by an unknown beast. After standing there for a while, he turned around and walked back to the campfire and sat down.

Looking at Ning Caichen, Ren Baqian thought of the huge rock.

However, Ning Caichen was only roughly 1.6 meters tall. Even if Ren Baqian stood on his shoulders, he still couldn't get up onto the rock. After thinking about it, Ren Baqian dropped this idea. Perhaps he should just stay here.

Right now, the sky had completely darkened. He reckoned the time now should be around 9 p.m. It was no longer safe for him to roam around the forest.