It took Ji Tianxing an hour to cross the layers of rocks, but he only crossed the one-and-a-half-mile-long One-Line Sky.
When he walked out of the One-Line Sky, he suddenly felt that the world had become wider.
He had truly entered the Hidden Fog Mountain Range.
He stood on a withered patch of grass and looked around with his sharp eyes to observe his surroundings.
There was a thick fog above his head that covered the rising sun, causing the surroundings to be slightly dark.
He saw a withered and decaying forest not far ahead.
The trees in the forest were sparse, and most of them were dark brown. The treetops were bare, and not a single green leaf could be seen.
At a glance, the bare black trees were like tall wooden stakes that stood on the desolate ground.
Some of the trees were twisted and crooked, and the treetops were split in all directions. It looked gloomy and was filled with the aura of death and decay.
The ground was covered with withered yellow leaves, and the thick layer was like a quilt.
The leaves at the bottom layer were already rotten and emitted an unpleasant smell.
The forest was dead silent, and there was not even a trace of wind. The leaves on the ground did not move at all.
The sky was gloomy and dark, causing the air to be filled with the aura of death and desolation, causing one's heart to feel heavy.
Ji Tianxing stared at the strange withered forest and frowned as he muttered to himself.
"The forest after crossing the One-Line Sky is marked on the map as the Forest of Death. Other than that, there's no other information."
He did not understand why this withered and dead forest was called the Forest of Death.
However, he guessed that since this area was marked on the map, it must be a dangerous place.
Unfortunately, this Forest of Death was a place that he had to pass to get to the Full Moon Lake. There was no way he could avoid it.
If he avoided this Forest of Death, not only would he have to take a long detour, but he would also have to break into other dangerous places.
Thinking of this, Ji Tianxing gripped the Black Dragon Sword tightly and walked into the forest.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle …"
His feet stepped on the withered yellow leaves on the ground, which made a soft sound.
The surroundings were strangely quiet, and he could clearly hear his own footsteps and heartbeat.
When he walked into the forest, he could clearly feel that the air was very oppressive. It was filled with a thick sense of decay and coldness.
His face was solemn as he stepped forward. His right hand gripped the hilt of the Black Dragon Sword tightly. His mind was tense, and his heart was filled with vigilance and vigilance.
Although there was nothing in the withered forest other than dead trees and fallen leaves, there was nothing else.
However, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him in the dark.
That strange intuition made him uneasy, and he had to be on guard.
When he had taken several hundred steps and entered the depths of the forest, a pile of fallen leaves at the edge of the forest suddenly moved twice.
The withered and yellowed leaves silently parted to the sides.
A grayish-white skeletal hand with five curled finger bones crawled out of the soft, fertile soil.
This skeletal hand was dark grey in color. It was unknown how long it had been buried underground.
There were a few cracks and gaps on the five slender finger bones, which were stained with dark red mud.
The skeletal hand gently pushed aside the withered leaves on the ground and slowly extended outwards.
Immediately after, a second skeletal hand emerged from the soil and pushed aside the fallen leaves on the ground.
The two skeletal hands gently moved the soil and tried their best to extend outwards, bringing out a grayish-white arm from the soil bit by bit.
Not long after, the soil between the two palms surged faster, pushing the withered leaves to the sides.
A grayish-white skull gradually emerged from the soil, shaking left and right as it struggled.
This was a human skull. There was a fist-sized hole in the top of the skull, and a few cracks extended outwards from the hole.
Its eyes were deeply sunken, and two balls of light blue flames were embedded in the two holes, just like its eyes.
Its chin had disappeared, and only half of its mouth was left. Its teeth were also incomplete, and it looked very ferocious and terrifying.
This skeleton used its palms to support itself on the ground and twisted its body left and right. Soon, it emerged from the soil.
A hole was left in the soil, and it was immediately covered by the fallen leaves.
The grayish-white skeleton looked into the depths of the forest and seemed to be able to see Ji Tianxing's figure. The blue flames in its eyes kept flickering.
It staggered its skeletal feet, stepped over the fallen leaves on the ground, and chased into the depths of the forest.
At the same time, the fallen leaves on the ground all around began to surge and separate to the sides.
Countless grayish-white skeletal hands emerged from the soil and pushed aside the fallen leaves on the ground.
Before long, complete or incomplete skeletons crawled out of the ground one after another.
In the eye sockets of each skeleton, there were two balls of light blue flames that flickered with an evil light.
Some skeletons were tall and burly, some were incomplete, missing arms or legs, some held rotten swords in their hands, and a few skeletons only had half of their bodies left.
However, all the skeletons looked into the depths of the forest and silently opened their mouths, revealing their white teeth as if they were sneering silently.
…
Ji Tianxing was still holding the Black Dragon Sword tightly. His footsteps were heavy as he advanced in the forest, and his eyes were sharp as he observed his surroundings.
The scenery around him had not changed. It was still covered with bare dark brown withered trees, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of dead leaves.
However, he was already in the depths of the forest. The light was even darker, and the air was filled with wisps of gray fog.
He could only see a hundred meters away. Everything further away was covered by the fog.
Not long after, he saw a ball of light blue light floating in the gray fog a hundred meters away.
The light seemed to be light as it floated quietly in the fog, looking particularly mysterious and strange.
Ji Tianxing frowned. He slowed down and continued to move forward.
When he approached the ball of light blue light, he realized that it was a flame the size of a fingernail.
When he walked in front of the light blue flame, the air flowed invisibly, causing the light blue flame to accelerate and rise into the sky.
He raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw many light blue flames in the hazy gray fog, densely packed like fireflies on a summer night.
"This is … phosphorescence?"
Ji Tianxing murmured in a low voice, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.
He knew very well that phosphorescence was what the common people called ghost fire. It only appeared in places where corpses were gathered.
There were countless balls of light blue phosphorescence floating in the depths of the forest. Did it mean that there were countless corpses buried under the forest?!
Thinking of this, he could not help but purse his lips and shout in his heart, "I'm not even afraid of living people. Why should I be afraid of a pile of corpses?"
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