"Old thing, running quite fast!"
Qin Feng cursed and looked back at the ruins of the Mist Forest, feeling somewhat dazed.
The fog had completely dissipated, revealing the true face of the mountain.
With the collapse of the cave, both the altar and the big tree were all wrapped up like dumplings, crushed under the stone debris, feeling like an earthquake had just passed.
Qin Feng wandered over the ruins, hoping to see if the Tree Demon had left any treasures behind.
He secretly guessed that perhaps the Demon Corpse absorbed too much heat, causing the temperature here to be low, leading to alternating hot and cold, thus generating the fog.
A thousand meters away from the ruins, Qin Feng suddenly spotted a cave on a cliff.
This cave was clearly man-made, with many marks of axes and chisels left on it.
Having run out of his Light-Gathering Stone, Qin Feng picked up a tree branch, lit it, and went inside.
It wasn't very deep inside, and there was no Demon Qi or other smells.
