Lin Tianming never expected to plunge directly into the Mire Swamp as soon as he entered.
He thought there would at least be a grace period, allowing Trialists to walk a few steps before entering a zone full of mire swamps.
Although surprised, Lin Tianming calmed himself down immediately.
Holding his breath, he reached up with his big hand, quickly passing through the swamp's sticky mud, half of his arm floating on the surface.
Despite his body continuing to sink, Lin Tianming at least confirmed that he wasn't sinking too deep.
Then, his other hand also made its way out of the mire, Lin Tianming maintaining a calm state throughout the process.
He didn't dare to panic.
Once panicked, his disordered breathing would cause him to sink faster.
His hands rapidly felt around in the muddy ground, Lin Tianming trying to find something to grab onto.
However, after a moment, he confirmed that there wasn't even a broken branch above him to grip.
