The Hundred Thousand Mountains were vast and sparsely populated, with great distances between villages.
They still hadn't found any trace of the Asura Clan.
"Impossible."
"We've searched this entire ancient road over the years. The Hundred Thousand Mountains are the only place left."
"Could the Asura Clan's remnants really have died out?"
A young man in a splendid robe frowned.
"Damn it!"
"We took on this mission ten years ago. We've missed out on so many sect opportunities and wasted so much time."
"If we succeed, we'll be granted the chance to advance directly to the Starry Sky Realm."
"How can they be nowhere to be found?"
A woman in pink said.
"Five hundred years ago, someone saw people with the Asura Clan's distinctive features cultivating and appearing in the area."
"It's unlikely they've all died out. They must be nearby."
"Find the treasure they've guarded for generations!"
A sinister-looking young man said.
Everyone nodded.
Unwilling to give up, they continued making inquiries.
Relying on information they'd bought along the way, they avoided numerous perilous places and made it through without incident.
At last, several hours later, they arrived at another village.
A villager let the secret slip by accident.
That was how they learned of the Asura Clan.
The Asura Clan had huge appetites. Luo Qiong was a burly man who had spent years hunting all over the place.
He had brought down plenty of fierce birds and vicious beasts, and was well-known throughout the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
He had even saved many hunters.
He was famous—and well liked.
The villager who let the secret slip was a woman in her thirties. She regretted it so much her guts twisted.
"These people's intentions are unclear. H-how could you casually reveal Brother Luo Qiong's whereabouts?"
"Exactly. Brother Luo Qiong even