C460 Flesh Eating Grass

The fog was dense, and a foul, fishy stench assaulted Ye Xu and Feng Die's nostrils, triggering waves of nausea.

Beneath their feet, the ground felt soft and treacherous, as if they were trudging through a swamp, sinking deep with one step and barely skimming the surface with the next.

Countless bizarre and venomous insects swarmed around them