Chapter 136

In this mysterious forest, clusters of purple poisonous miasma spread out like ghosts. The purple was thick and eerie, resembling cursed magic clouds flowing and surging slowly among the trees. Wisps of the poisonous mist swayed in the air like countless slender tentacles. Like winding venomous snakes, the mist wrapped around thick tree trunks and climbed up the verdant branches and leaves, as if striving to drag the entire forest down into a dark abyss. Faint, bizarre radiances flickered within the purple haze, as though countless evil forces were hidden inside. Occasionally, tiny bubbles would emerge from the poisonous mist, emitting a faint popping sound like the breathing of the miasma itself, sending chills down one's spine.