A barren peak soaring ten thousand zhang into the sky, not a blade of grass grew upon it. The entire mountain was black.
From the summit, one could see a massive, broad rift several hundred zhang wide. Thick black mist hung over the fissure, while the sky itself was gray and overcast, creating an oppressive atmosphere.
Two corpses lay halfway up the mountain, as though they had been sliced apart by sharp blades. Lin Xuan lay on the ground, drenched in sweat.
At the foot of the mountain stood half a cyan stone tablet, bearing the two characters "Devil Peak."
They had fled here to escape the pursuit of devil corpses, but two of their companions had soon perished beneath the spatial rifts. Lin Xuan had been luckier and survived.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath, pressed his body close to the ground, and slowly crawled down the mountain.
He let out a long breath and looked at the stone tablet, his face full of confusion. "Heavenly Devil Peak? Fallen Devil Peak?"
With so many spatial rifts here, this was clearly a dangerous place. For all he knew, some demon or devil might be sealed within.
With a flick of his sleeve, a Cyan Rope flew out and wrapped around the corpses of his two companions. He searched them and found two storage rings, then poured out their contents.
There were over three million spirit stones, seven magic treasures, and quite a few miscellaneous items. Among them, a piece of red beast hide caught his attention.
He did not know the exact location of the Nine-Origin Fire Glaze Fruit. Song Lei had already died at the hands of the devil corpses.
The beast hide was a topographical map, marked with many mountain peaks and quite a bit of small writing.