"All right, let's stop here. This place is already dangerous enough. If we get any closer, we'll probably clash with those ambitious schemers."
"We came here only to handle the final arrangements for our fallen brethren of the Demon Race. At this stage, we should avoid conflict."
"Stop. We'll stop here..."
After receiving his orders, Yun Yi quickly assembled a small team, left Black Ox Mountain, and headed toward the Mutation Grounds.
After traveling roughly three hundred li, they found an open area, leveled the surrounding ground, and set up camp. They erected simple buildings and protective formations, then raised a banner to announce their arrival and inform their nearby Demon Race brethren of their purpose in coming.
Just like that, their group truly put down roots here and stayed for a full half month.
Over that half month, the Mutation Grounds grew increasingly crowded—and increasingly frenzied.
Business was good for Yun Yi's group. Almost every day, they helped handle the final arrangements for many of their Demon Race brethren.
When fortune smiled on them, they even received a few demons with exceptional bloodlines or impressive divine abilities, making a handsome profit.
"It's time. I should enter the fray too. Otherwise, the fortune within will probably fall into another demon's hands."
As a member of the Swallowing Heaven Python Clan, Yun Yi possessed an extraordinary sense for danger. He increasingly felt a vast, surging vitality slowly dying out within the Mutation Grounds.
This meant the Mutation Grounds were about to undergo a tremendous change.
He surmised that whatever opportunity or fortune might exist here was about to emerge.
The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity. Yun Yi decided to venture inside and take his chances.
In truth, he had not cast his clan uncle's warning aside. He simply felt