Toughing it Out

The division's martial spirit had dropped way down, with nearly everyone lowering their heads except for Chen Mu and Wei-ah. The experience of that period had nearly wiped clean any remaining youthfulness from Chen Mu's body without him realizing it.

Although they'd lost contact with the advance division, they still hadn't stopped their forward progress. On the contrary, they wanted to increase their forward speed. The gummy cloud puffs incessantly dropping from the sky were like spirits urging them along, not letting them stop for a second. They had seen a wild beast with their own eyes stranded by a ball of the gummy cloud and suffocated straight to death.