Du You was lost in thought, but he had already come this far, no way was he giving up now.
Biting his lip, Du You decided to move forward. However, as he continued walking, he became more cautious.
Perhaps because he was well-rested, even though he was extremely careful, Du You still moved at a significant pace. Around 5 PM, Du You finally reached the foot of the slope.
Reaching this area, he needed to be even more cautious. The cloud of Heavenly Disaster at the mountain hill always gave him a strong sense of danger.
It felt like a creature encountering its natural enemy, a fear embedded in his very essence, which he couldn't shake off. This fear was not something repressed by immense strength, but rather a primal fear originating from oneself.
Even if there wasn't a warning on his status display, Du You couldn't help but suspect that he was cursed.