Jade Forest Land, true to its name.
The trees and flowers here were seemingly carved from jade, green as emeralds. At first glance, this hardly seemed like a forest, but rather an exquisitely crafted artifact.
Indeed, the perimeter of the forest was circled by a black hurricane that never ceased, looking quite eerie.
Shi Hao tried throwing a stone, which upon being swept into the wind turned immediately to powder.
The corrosive power was astonishing.
If he couldn't enter from the front, how about digging a tunnel to sneak in?
Shi Hao tried to dig, but as soon as he reached the location under the hurricane, he saw that there was also black airflow spinning underground.
He continued to dig deeper, but no matter how deep he went, he could always see the black airflow.
Alright then.
Shi Hao gave up; this was obviously not going to work.
He stepped back outside and observed carefully but couldn't recall any relevant information from his memory.