The second day, Long Yan opened his eyes. The old madman had gone somewhere, and Long Yan didn't search for him. It seemed his trial had begun. In the surrounding forest, strands of Demonic Qi floated about, occasionally accompanied by the cries of unknown animals.
Even though it was daytime, the horrifying cries made one's scalp tingle slightly. The shrubs around blocked out the sun, with only thin sunlight filtering through, making the surroundings vaguely visible.
This was already the middle of the Mountains and Ranges. If it were just the outskirts, it wouldn't serve for training purposes. To the people of the nearby mercenary town, the middle of the Demon Beast Mountain Range was considered Forbidden Land, and only a minority of powerful mercenaries could venture here.
Long Yan actually looked down on the Demon Beast Forest a bit, thinking it was just a forest full of Demon Beasts. But shortly afterward, he paid the price for this contempt.
