The urgent dream connection flickered in the mind, guiding the direction.
"Over there!" Rod shouted, as a flash of white light appeared, his figure rose into the air, swiftly flying towards the west.
Viheler, Fei Xue, Chucher, and Frank followed closely behind. The thick black fog mixed with abyssal aura surged toward them, and the excessive speed caused the Spirit Lamp to start extinguishing, the Abyss Blade also wobbled unsteadily.
But Rod had no intention of slowing down, retrieving more Spirit Lamps and Abyss Blades from the Dream Realm to maintain the presence of protection.
Quickly, they arrived above a vast swamp, black mud covering the ground, stretching to the horizon's end. The stench of decay filled the air, countless Abyssal Crawlers rolled within the black mud, occasionally splashing up black water with intense pollution.
