I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Song Zaixian took a deep breath of the polluted air and stepped into the edge of the mountain range shrouded in thick black fog.

The moment the three stepped into the boundary, it was as if they had passed through an invisible membrane, and everything around them suddenly changed drastically!
The path behind us seemed to be swallowed up by the thick fog and disappeared, leaving only the endless, dark and eerie forest stretching ahead.

The fog in the air became thick and heavy, and every breath was accompanied by a cold, suffocating sensation.

What's even more unsettling is that sound seems to be absorbed by some force here; their own footsteps and breathing become barely audible, creating a deathly silence that is unsettling.

The ground beneath our feet was soft and slippery, riddled with potholes of varying sizes and depths.

It's as if someone came by, but somehow they disappeared.

The surrounding trees twisted even more violently, their branches stretching out towards the dim sky like convulsing limbs.

Song Zaixian walked ahead, cautiously taking only a dozen or so steps.

Suddenly, a previously flat pit in front of us began to rise and wriggle without warning!
The soil churned, as if something beneath was about to burst forth!

"Climb the tree! Quick!" Song Zaixian shouted in a low voice. He reacted very quickly, pulling up the one-eyed white boy with one hand, and together with Bengshan, they quickly climbed onto a relatively thick but equally twisted and strange dead tree next to them.

The very next second after they left the ground—

"puff!"

An arm made entirely of shadow and viscous black mist suddenly emerged from the pit!

The arm was unusually thin, covered with scaly shadows that constantly writhed and dripped black slime, and its five fingers were sharp as hooks, exuding a chilling aura of death.

It frantically scratched at the spot where the three had just stood, leaving deep marks on the ground, before slowly retreating back into the soil, leaving only a pit that kept emitting black smoke.

The three of them, still shaken, clung to the tree trunk, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

However, one crisis after another ensued in the tree!

Beside Song Zaixian, a tree burl that had originally looked withered and ugly, like a tumor, suddenly cracked open with a slight "crack" sound!
The gap rapidly widened, forming a twisted and hideous human face!

The face had no eyes, only two empty holes that constantly oozed foul blood, resembling nostrils.

His mouth stretched into an unbelievable arc, revealing a dense array of pale, sharp teeth like files, emitting a silent yet soul-piercing shriek!

On another branch where the mountain collapsed, a pine cone-shaped "fruit" suddenly twisted 180 degrees, its shell peeled off, revealing a bloodshot, wildly rotating eyeball inside.

Below the eyeball was a sucking mouth covered with ring-shaped sharp teeth, which suddenly shot towards the nearest collapsing mountain!

"careful!"

In his horror, Song Zaixian shoved the boy with the single white eye higher, narrowly avoiding the bite of that gaping maw.

But then a few black tentacles brushed against his arm, instantly sending a burning, numbing sensation through him, as if his life force was being drained away.

He hurriedly swung the short blade in his hand, severing the tentacles. The blade made a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound when it came into contact with the tentacles, as if it were corroding metal.

With a roar, Bengshan unleashed his massive, fan-like hand, which was covered in a layer of earthy yellow light, and slammed it down on the eyeball fruit that had been launched at him!
With a muffled thud, the eyeball fruit was smashed, its juices flying everywhere, emitting a sharp, mournful cry like that of a baby. However, the hand that had been collapsing the mountain was also corroded by the filthy blood, emitting blue smoke and experiencing excruciating pain.

The boy with the single white eye looks the most dangerous, but don't forget, his strength and 'special ability' are the strongest among the three.

His white eyeball, moved by fear and some unknown resonance, once again revealed subtle silver patterns. The surrounding space distorted slightly, pulverizing the tiny faces that tried to approach him into the most basic particles.

But his face turned even paler and his breathing became disordered due to this sudden outburst.

Just as the three of them narrowly escaped a series of bizarre attacks and fled in a disheveled state, they were shocked to find a tree in front of them that seemed completely out of place with its surroundings.

The tree stood alone in an open space, its branches and leaves lush and green, its trunk straight and its bark smooth, without any twisted lines or strange knots. It looked exactly like any other ordinary, vibrant tree in the world.

Centered on it, within a radius of tens of meters, the ground is flat, without dangerous potholes or other twisted dead trees, as if forming a safe "pure land".

When Bengshan saw the "normal" tree, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little. He let out a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat and blood off his face with his uninjured hand, and said, "Damn it, finally we have a place to catch our breath. We're safe now."

However, Song Zaixian frowned, not relaxing at all, but instead becoming even more wary.

He lowered his voice and said in a solemn tone, "No, quite the opposite. In a place that is full of strangeness and danger, the sudden appearance of such a 'normal' area can only mean one thing: there is something even more terrifying about this tree, or in the vicinity, that keeps other strange phenomena and creatures away."

This is the intuition of a chosen one, a very accurate intuition.

This place is dangerous everywhere, so if there's no danger here, wouldn't it be even more dangerous?

As if to confirm his guess, the moment he finished speaking, the boy with the single white eye suddenly covered his mouth, his strange eyes wide open, filled with extreme fear.

He pointed a trembling finger to a spot below the tree, letting out a hoarse, terrified gasp.

Following his guidance, Song Zaixian and Bengshan felt their hearts sink and looked down.

In the shadow of the roots of that "normal" big tree, a "person" was standing quietly, seemingly out of nowhere.

It had an exceptionally thick, jet-black head of hair that cascaded down and almost covered most of its face, revealing only a sharp chin and a pale, bloodless face with a deathly bluish-gray tinge.

Its body was emaciated, covered in a tattered, oversized robe whose original color was no longer discernible, hanging empty on its skeleton.

Seemingly sensing their gaze, the "person" slowly raised his head with an extremely unnatural movement, as if his joints were rusty.

Its long hair cascaded down to both sides, revealing its entire face.

The features on that face were roughly similar to those of a human, but the proportions had an indescribable awkwardness and strangeness.

Its eyes are large, with the whites of its eyes making up the majority of them, while its pupils are as small as pinpoints, so black that they seem to absorb all light.

Its mouth slowly stretched upwards, extending almost to the base of its ears, revealing two rows of overly neat teeth that gleamed with a cold, icy light.

This expression is both an attempt to mimic a human's "friendly" smile and a "snarling" look before a predator.

Two completely different meanings are twisted together, forming a sense of "pseudo-humanity" that is enough to make normal people feel extremely terrified.

With its pinpoint pupils, it stared intently at the three people in the tree, its "smile" frozen on its face, without the slightest change.

"Run!" Bengshan roared almost instinctively, his muscles tensing instantly, as he was about to jump down from the tree with the one-eyed white boy to escape this being that was even more terrifying than those twisted monsters.

"Don't move!" Song Zaixian suddenly reached out and grabbed Bengshan and the one-eyed boy who was also trying to escape.

His voice was a little hoarse from nervousness, but his tone was unusually firm.

"Are you crazy?!" Bengshan looked at him in shock and anger.

Song Zaixian stared intently at the "fake person" under the tree, who still maintained a terrifying smile. He forced himself to analyze the situation calmly and spoke rapidly:

"Calm down! Think carefully! If it really wanted to attack us, with its ability to intimidate all the strange phenomena around us, it could have easily killed us the moment we approached this tree, or even the moment we stepped into this area! It didn't!"

He took a deep breath and continued, "The fact that it's appearing in front of us now, with this expression, is probably not a show of defiance, but rather a waiting game. It's waiting for us to notice it; perhaps it needs help? Or maybe it has some message to convey?"

Song Zaixian is gambling, gambling with his life! (End of Chapter)