With a Demon Emperor mount, no matter how high or low the cultivation of the demons along the way, they were all cowed by its pressure and did not dare approach. Xu Changqing was thus able to travel unimpeded, saving himself quite a bit of trouble.
After flying at top speed for who knew how long, a faint red glow appeared ahead, and the temperature grew ever higher.
Xu Changqing's heart stirred. They had reached Chi Yan Valley.
Yet the sight before his eyes filled him with regret.
The Chi Yan Valley of old had been rich in spiritual energy, with rare fire-attributed heavenly treasures growing everywhere. The Chi Yan Dragon Lingzhi at the center of the valley, in particular, had been an exceptionally rare treasure.
Back then, he and Hu Bugui's group had encountered Lin Xiaoyan here.
But now, Chi Yan Valley no longer resembled its former self.
The valley's vegetation had all been burned to ashes, and the ground was covered in scorched-black marks.
Those once-rare heavenly treasures had either been ruined beyond recognition or uprooted completely. They were gone for good.
Even the place where the Chi Yan Dragon Lingzhi had grown in the center of the valley had been dug full of pits and hollows, without a trace of spiritual energy left behind.
The entire Chi Yan Valley was now shrouded in dense demon qi, and demon howls rang out from time to time.
Clearly, this place had become the nest of a group of demons.
Kong Ling landed atop a massive boulder nearby, a trace of disdain flashing through his eyes. "A pack of fire demons with barely a thousand years of cultivation dares occupy such a place? They are simply defiling this Spirit Vein."
Xu Changqing said nothing, merely gazing darkly at the scene