After cutting through some vines and briars, a narrow path appeared before the five players. The cliff beside them suddenly closed together, leaving behind a valley that was about several metres wide. And right at this entrance stood a mocking tree. This mocking tree had a very thick trunk, just thick enough to block off the mouth of the valley; the two sides of the trunk left gaps just large enough for a person to sneak their arm through. The tree was also incredibly tall, the foliage covered the cliff like moss. If the players tried to climb over it, they would definitely be entering the territory of the poisonous mist.
"Hmm… looks like it'll take quite some time to chop this tree down…" Pegasus commented as he looked at the tree.
"I say… if we didn't get this axe…" Atobe said, "Does this mean we'll be stuck here?"
"Not necessarily." Feng Bujue answered, "There are at least two ways we can get through here."
