A curse.

In the dense forest, PEI Ling led the eight cauldrons and advanced rapidly.

In front of them, two ape-shaped puppets with red eyes and a long tail and dense fur were nimbly exploring the way.

This puppet belonged to Kang shaogan. It was in the advanced stage of the foundation establishment stage and its movements were extremely agile. When it climbed and leaped, it was like a living ape-like demonic beast. It was just right to be used here.

After walking for a while, the smoke around them gradually became thicker.

Not long after, even with the puppets leading the way, PEI Ling gradually lost his way.

Thus, the group had no choice but to stop.

PEI Ling frowned slightly. When he was outside the island, the calls entered his ears, as if urging him to come. But now that he was on the island, he could no longer hear any calls.

But no matter what, this floating island was not a good place.