The demons and monsters of the Demon-Monster Realm had been drastically reduced, causing countless freaks and fiends to poke their heads out one after another.
Each of them began stirring up trouble.
One month later.
Great Wasteland Mountain.
One of the peculiar places within the Demon-Monster Realm.
Great Wasteland Mountain had once been crawling with demons and monsters, a paradise for the vast majority of them.
But now, Great Wasteland Mountain looked incomparably desolate—there were only a few strays here and there, low-level demons and monsters wandering about listlessly.
Any demon or monster with even a little cultivation had been conscripted for war. The ones left behind were all old, weak, sick, and crippled.
They had no lofty ambitions. Born as the lowest-ranking demons and monsters, all they wanted was to stay alive.
Yet at this moment, three uninvited guests arrived at the usually deserted Great Wasteland Mountain.
Three barefoot monks in gray robes made their way up Great Wasteland Mountain.
They openly walked into the mountain, while the surrounding demons and monsters acted as if they had not seen them, lying on the ground and chatting among themselves.
The next moment, they abruptly vanished from where they stood and entered the depths of Great Wasteland Mountain.
Just as they entered, a man in a blood-red robe appeared where they had been.
"Those bald donkeys again."
The newcomer was Ye Lin. He stared at Great Wasteland Mountain before him, utterly puzzled. What exactly were these bald donkeys doing?
But he also had a faint guess in his heart.
These bald donkeys were most likely after resources as well.
Before, their target had been the Eight Wastelands Qi-Devouring Cauldron; later, it was the True Spirit of Flora.
And now, according to the information Black Emperor had provided, the Heavenly Heart Flower