All things in the world are interconnected.
This is probably the essence of "fortunes". The development of things always revolves around the side with "greater fortune".
Fan Wubing was generally satisfied with today's harvest. But he certainly wouldn't forget the main purpose of coming here.
Now that he was full and satisfied, it was time to set off.
He advanced towards the center of the deep pit.
Because most of what could move had been devoured by him, and as there was no wind blowing in the underground, everything became unusually quiet, with only the sound of his footsteps and heartbeat.
The colorful and bizarre demon plants also unusually stopped obstructing his steps, all leaning to the sides, actively making way for him.
Looking at the avenue ahead, Fan Wubing felt as if he was about to meet someone of great prestige.
However... he did not sense any life presence.
