In the south of the Light Realm lay a dangerous region that filled everyone who spoke of it with dread: the Plague Land.
The Plague Land was vast, stretching tens of thousands of miles in every direction. It was shrouded year-round in an evil miasma, and ordinary beings dared not venture into it. With all kinds of wicked creatures infesting its depths, its core had become a forbidden zone for anyone below the ninth rank.
Legend had it that a thousand years ago, this land had been a prosperous human kingdom. A ninth-rank evil sorcerer had emerged from that country, attempting to seize the throne and rule in its place. The Alliance of the Heart of Light had put him on trial. At the last moment, the evil sorcerer had unleashed a Secret Method that devastated all living things, wiping out the kingdom's inhabitants and turning it into the Plague Land it was today.
Since ordinary people could not set foot there, its history could not be verified. The legends were just legends, and few knew exactly why the place had become what it was.
After leaving the destroyed Thieves Alliance, Bai Yang brought Little Wolf and the others here, following his calculations of where the other scattered Dragon hide pieces might be.
Hovering in the sky, he looked down at the land. Gray-black miasma filled the heavens, giving the place a sinister air. There was scarcely a green plant to be seen on the ground; the whole region was lifeless.
Bai Yang drew a wisp of the gray-black miasma toward him and examined it. He found it was a highly toxic substance. An ordinary person who came into contact with it would probably die within seconds. Even cultivators could not survive in the miasma for long—and this was only