The White Tiger Sect

Xue Wei looked at the tall trees that towered in front of him. The pine trees were dark green, and their height could easily reach fifty meters. The lowest five meters of the trunk were completely devoid of needles and the few branches that were present were completely bare.

The sunlight from above was unable to penetrate through the dense tree crowns, and the ground below had been shrouded in a dim light that resembled late dusk or early dawn.

Many pine needles and other plants were half rotten on the forest floor, releasing an earthy and moldy scent, making it slightly uncomfortable.

The half-rotten forest floor was slippery and soggy, and although it was not dangerous, it was still somewhat uncomfortable.

"Do we really have to cross this forest to reach the mountains?" Lin Xiao looked around at the scenery in front of him. He could not help but frown slightly in discomfort, but he knew that this was not something he could influence.