C65 Scratching in the Dark at Night

It was a dense mountain range. Weeds were scattered everywhere, huge boulders were laid down, and ancient trees were tens of zhang tall with lush leaves and dense primitive aura.

The group silently snuck in, following the three silhouettes at the front.

Gradually night came, and the bright moonlight scattered down, passing through the dense green vines and bringing down strands of radiance