Mutian Plains lay in the northern-central region of the Seven Nights Divine Sect's territory. Although the area was vast, it was sparsely inhabited.
The plants across the entire grassland were no ordinary vegetation, either. Towering grass grew to a height of twenty zhang, jutting from the ground like blades of swords.
Moreover, this giant grass contained potent toxins. That was why the area was so sparsely inhabited—no one was willing to live inside a den of poison.
The giant grass was exceptionally tough and extremely difficult to eradicate. In the past, quite a few lineages and sects had tried to establish themselves on the Mutian Plains.
They had tried using the arts of Great Mystic Art Users to cut down every blade of giant grass across the entire plains, but within two or three years, the grass would thrust up from the earth once more.
Some had even tried setting the plains ablaze, only to discover that the raging fire not only failed to make the grassland disappear, but after the flames died out, the giant grass grew even more luxuriantly.
After trying every possible method without forcing the grassland into submission, the martial artists within the Seven Nights Divine Sect's territory gradually gave up on the place.
Thus, by now, aside from the many unknown poisonous creatures and venomous insects growing there, the plains occasionally served as a hiding place for Demonic Path Cultivators.
But most of the time, the grassland remained utterly deserted!
This time, the Seven Nights Divine Sect had chosen this place as the site of the decisive battle, intending to settle the matter with the Pure Yang Sect on these plains.
Nie Shang could tell at a glance that the map in Tang Ce's hand was no ordinary object.
"You Meng Qinxian Fruit-realm martial artists