Deep within the Bone Stone Forest.
Ye Fei sat on a fallen tree stump, disheveled and unkempt, with a scruffy beard and a crumpled cigarette dangling from his lips. He seemed deeply troubled, muttering curses ceaselessly.
Their campsite had been washed away by a flood, they had been chased by a giant snake, and all their supplies were gone. Since that day, he hadn't had a single decent meal. And it wasn't just that he ate poorly; he couldn't sleep well, either. The deeper they ventured into the Bone Stone Forest, the more perilous it became. They had to constantly guard against the toxic miasma and watch out for large, carnivorous beasts.
Fortunately, the Zhou Family mercenaries all had their "Truth" in hand, so they weren't completely at the bottom of the food chain. As long as they didn't encounter a Jiao Beast that had cultivated for over a century, any ordinary animal that crossed their path would face the judgment of the "Truth"!
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