The dense forest, as the name suggests, is the only oasis in this desert, with thick foliage and branches extending to block out the sunlight entirely.
At a glance, there are nothing but plants taller than half a person's height, with leaves so sharp that ordinary clothes would be shredded to pieces in seconds if worn here.
Rong Zhi and their protective gear didn't have to worry about any of this.
She adjusted her fingerless gloves, joined two fingers, and made a gesture inside. Fu Yaoyao and Jing Ji immediately exchanged a glance and split apart, their breaths hidden in an instant.
The opponents seemed to have anticipated their arrival, as both the path beneath their feet and the leaves above were used as weapons against them.
Countless blades rained down on her like a storm. Rong Zhi sharply scanned the dense forest, identifying a tree suitable for climbing. She spun on a nearby stone and dashed up the trunk.
