While the Flying Kite team was training, Murong Yue and Yan Qinghe had nothing to do, so they simply took their men up the mountain.

"The trees here are so tall."

A group of people actually saw a tree that would require ten people to hug.

With its tall canopy and straight trunk, Murong Yue suddenly thought, "This tree looks fake."

They look too neat and tidy.

After walking around, the two of them found a large hole in the tree trunk. The hole wasn't big, just big enough for two people to walk around in.

It was spotless, with nothing on it.

"Ha, look, Yan Qinghe, doesn't it look like a small house?"

She pulled Yan Qinghe into the tree hollow, with Qi Yuan watching from the side. What danger could there be in a tree hollow...?

Then a flash of white light appeared before everyone's eyes.

Qi Yuan and the others were instantly enveloped in a white blur, losing all sense of direction and feeling numb. He even felt as if he had lost his mind...

Murong Yue and Yan Qinghe felt their bodies and vision distort.

Then a feeling of weightlessness came over them, and the two of them fell to the ground with a thud.

Yan Qinghe turned around and hugged the person in his arms, with himself underneath.

Fortunately, the ground beneath me was farmland, covered in mud, so aside from being dirty, I wasn't injured.

Murong Yue got up. "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing," Yan Qinghe looked around, then frowned. "Where is this?"

The surrounding area was farmland, but it was sparse and the crops were not growing well. There were two thatched huts on the shore in the distance.

There was nothing else.

Yan Qinghe's first thought was whether this was some kind of illusion array.

That means finding the core of the formation...