Spatial fog spread through the surrounding area. After entering the spatial gate leading to the Monarch's Treasure, Su Xiao had remained within this dense spatial fog.
The spatial fog here differed from the pale gray and pale gold fog he had seen before. It carried an ominous crimson hue, along with a corrosive force.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the teleportation still had not ended. Su Xiao swept his gaze around, confirming that he was inside a spatial rift, and refrained from acting rashly.
A few seconds later, a humanoid figure formed from spatial fog gradually appeared ahead. It seemed to trigger a chain reaction, as more than a dozen fog figures appeared before him. Some carried huge weapons on their backs, some wore full armor, and some even had wildly writhing tentacles.
More puzzlingly, all the fog figures knelt on one knee before Su Xiao and lowered their heads. The leading fog figure even presented a ring with both hands.
After observing for a few seconds, Su Xiao let a layer of crystals climb over his right hand and picked up the ring from the fog figure's hands. The instant he picked it up, all the kneeling fog figures dispersed, and the surrounding spatial fluctuations grew violent.
When the scene before him recovered, Su Xiao was already inside a foggy, gray-white forest. Every tree within sight had withered and blackened. Several crimson lines ran across the pitch-black trunks. Upon closer inspection, they looked as though the trees had absorbed crimson from underground while growing, only to wither in this state afterward.
The scene before him was dim, with thin mist drifting through it. Many black puddles lay between the dead trees, and suspicious, dangerous tiny creatures swam within them. As they moved, the crimson on their bodies