When the two of them entered the valley, their figures were completely obscured by the dense forest.
Luo Kai, who had been holding in his urge to smoke during the whole car journey, had a cigarette in his mouth now, puffing out smoke while holding a stick in his hand, knocking and tapping as he walked ahead, scrutinizing his surroundings.
After a while, he furrowed his eyebrows, "I feel like something is off here, is there something wrong with this place?"
The red high bridge was about three to four hundred meters ahead; one could clearly see the bridge spanning between two mountains by looking up, and the original vortex was right beneath the bridge.
Xu Shuo pinched a blade of grass and said, "It wasn't this lush."
Luo Kai was startled, "What?"
He hadn't realized what was happening until he stared at the grass in the young man's hand for a while and then his eyes widened in shock!