After seeing the resources marked on the map, Fang Chen was stunned. The Southern Wastes Continent really was rich in resources now. What had once been barren land had become a place of abundance. The Southern Wastes covered such a vast area; the factions in the Central Barrens must be green with envy.
"Good thing I'm strong now. Otherwise, those factions would carve up the Southern Wastes!"
Fang Chen thought this to himself.
The Great Sun Buddha Emperor had been so eager to move against the Glazed Sword Sect because he wanted to seize the Southern Wastes before the other factions produced any Quasi-Emperors.
Unfortunately, the Great Sun Buddha Emperor's plan had fallen through.
Half an hour later, Fang Chen and the others finally reached the Magic Sound Mountain Range.
The range towered high, its peaks steep and treacherous. Mist shrouded the mountains, and strange cries echoed between them. They sounded like the howls of demons, enough to make anyone's hair stand on end.
"Hm? The Source Power of Emperors here seems much denser!"
Fang Chen paused. Within the reach of his soul perception, the Source Power of Emperors had clearly grown denser.
Just then, a sharp pain struck deep within his soul again. It was growing more intense, and the attacks were coming more often.
Fang Chen endured the pain and thought, I have to find a way to deal with those three nails soon. Who knows what other harm they'll do to me if this goes on?
Fang Chen followed the Black Flame Saint and the others straight into the depths of the Magic Sound Mountain Range.
"Roar, roar..."
Many Demonic Beasts had appeared in the range. Some had even reached the Nirvana Realm.
But nearly everyone in Fang Chen's group was at the Saint Realm. When the