Like A Ghost Forest
Biên tập viên: Misty Cloud Translations
As the first rays of morning light hit the forest, the warmth from the sunshine didn't bring much warmth to everyone in the forest. The branches were bare and there were no green leaves, the weeds were withered and there was no water at all. Even the birds wouldn't come to the forest knowing how strange the atmosphere was.
It was the same during the day once you got used to looking at it. However, at night it was like a ghost forest. It was no wonder that everyone was angry, because all the trees in the forest had died, the fierce beasts that were in the forest had fled elsewhere.
Some of the cultivators who wanted to hunt for fun couldn't even find half a prey to hunt.
The dark clouds were still surging in the sky. From time to time when the gusts of wind blew through the forest, it felt even more like a ghost forest. The people in the forest felt that the wind blowing made the forest feel creepy.