West of the village, more than two thousand miles away, there is a dense jungle.
However, within the jungle, there was not a single ferocious beast, dead silence.
Whoosh!
But suddenly.
A sound of piercing through the air came.
A young man in white entered the jungle's sky.
It was Qin Feiyang.
"Hmm?"
Upon arriving above the jungle, Qin Feiyang sensed something was amiss.
Not only were there no ferocious beasts in the jungle, but not a single flying insect either.
Moreover, a foul smell filled the air.
But it was faint, and Qin Feiyang couldn't discern what the smell was coming from for a moment.
He continued to fly forward.
The trees here were all extremely large, some ancient trees so wide that even ten people holding hands couldn't surround them.
Thick vines, like Horned Dragons, filled the air with a vigorous aura.
But the stench became more evident.
Qin Feiyang gradually furrowed his brow, as the smell suddenly reminded him of something.
Excrement!
