Somewhere in an unknown part of the Dense Forest stood an enormous, extraordinarily lush tree. Unlike the lifeless withered trees Su Jiu and her companions had seen earlier, this great tree brimmed with exceptionally rich vitality.
Tangled branches intertwined beneath it, and fresh Emerald Vines hung all over the tree.
At its very top, a short length of red cord fluttered in the wind.
White mist still surrounded the tree, but compared with elsewhere in the woods, it was noticeably thinner here. At least they could make out their surroundings beyond the giant tree.
Looking outward from the giant tree, they saw the same familiar dead branches, fallen leaves, and swirling Black Miasma. Only this tree shone, utterly out of place amid everything around it.
That was Xia Jue, Feng Qi, and the other three cultivators' first impression upon arriving.
One Enforcement Hall cultivator was utterly stunned to discover that he had suddenly appeared here. "How did we suddenly end up here? How can a place like this exist in the Miasma Forest?"
He was not the only Enforcement Hall disciple who was astonished. Confusion also covered the other two's faces, for they had sensed neither a Teleportation Array nor any special force drawing them here. Had the Hall Master and Deputy Hall Master not both been present, he would have thought their opponent had constructed an illusion realm for them.
At that moment, Xia Jue spoke calmly. "It was a curse. The Transposition Curse."
Feng Qi's brows drew together slightly. "You mean the person lurking in the shadows knows curses?"
Something seemed to occur to Xia Jue, and a dangerous gleam flashed through his eyes. His voice was exceedingly gentle, as though he were murmuring a lover's name. "What else?"
A trace of horror crossed Feng Qi's eyes. Even