Insects that could easily be stomped to death outside grew to extraordinary sizes here. Centipedes, spiders and the like were as large as small children, which shocked them to their core. Some of their companions screamed in fear, but no one could blame them for being cowardly. After all, everyone was barely holding back their own screams.
The nearly thirty people they started with had reduced significantly, but the bigger problem was that not all survivors were in good shape. There were several of them who were exhausted from the consumption of qi, or had been poisoned.
Their initial resolve to follow Duan Hecheng to the ends of the world had disappeared. Some of them were trembling, their eyes darting about frantically.
Their morale had plummeted, while fatigue and poison worsened. The lack of rest meant that their accumulated fatigue was not something they had experienced before.
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