The deeper Situ and Goro traveled into the Primeval Green Forest, the more dangerous the environment became.
The thick miasma that filled the forest was unlike ordinary poison.
It drifted through the air like living smoke.
Sometimes it gathered into dense clouds. Other times it spread thinly between the giant trees. No matter how it moved, it was everywhere.
Even with their cultivation, Situ and Goro had to constantly use their energy to protect themselves.
The forest was eerily quiet after the retreat of the Soul Devouring Bugs.
Only the occasional rustling of leaves could be heard.
Yet that silence made the place even more frightening.
Every shadow seemed to hide danger.
Every tree looked ancient enough to have witnessed countless ages pass.
As they advanced, Situ became increasingly curious about the miasma.
Such a massive poisonous mist covering an entire forest could not have appeared naturally.
There had to be a source.
"There."
Situ suddenly pointed ahead.
