Counting carefully, there were approximately nine people.
The figures darted swiftly within the blood-red forest, the crimson curtain of rain in front still expanding, the running continued. After reaching the ground, they were impacted by the sealing effect, making their bodies feel much heavier than before. More unsettling was the strange attraction from the red downpour behind.
It was as if someone was forcefully pulling them from behind, making each step forward increasingly difficult. Yet Jiang Feng remained silent and advanced rapidly, while Cen Yueyue surprisingly did not get jealous and instead reached out to pull Xiao Yu along to keep up with the main group.
