Chapter 210: Black Dragon and the Chosen One

This was a dense forest.

The golden sunlight slanted through the lush canopy, fragmented by the branches, casting scattered patches of light on the forest floor. The summer breeze gently blew, causing the leaves to sway, with the dappled sunlight slightly flickering along. The rustling sound of leaves filled one's heart with tranquility.

A group of tall figures, dressed as adventurers with hoods and carrying bulging backpacks, walked through the forest...

There were about seven or eight of them, walking in silence with a faint trace of exhaustion on their faces and somewhat sluggish movements, as if they had been traveling for a long time.

However, despite their fatigue, there was a hint of vigilance in their expressions, like a group of fugitives evading capture; any slight rustle in the surroundings would catch their attention...

As the group progressed, they gradually heard the sound of rushing water ahead.