This Snake-People Friend, Please Stop-This Flame and I Are Fated to Meet

Although he was unfamiliar with the area, Xiao Yan had still learned about the conditions here in the Tagor Desert.

The so-called Tagor Desert was the territory of the Snake-People Tribe. It was not their ancestral homeland, however. They had been forced to migrate here, and could more or less be understood to have fled here to escape disaster.

The other side had always clashed with the Jia Ma Empire, in reality, all because of their territory for survival. The Snake-People Tribe favored dark and cold places and loved warfare. Settling in the Tagor Desert had been a matter of necessity.

Although the Jia Ma Empire occupied only a corner of the northwest, its land was comparatively fertile.

That was the root of the conflict between the two sides.

Hai Bodong had told him before that Queen Medusa of the Snake-People Tribe was at the Peak Dou Emperor level. Under her command were not only numerous Peak Dou Wang experts, but seemingly also several old Dou Emperors who could not be provoked lightly.

In a great battle many years ago, the two sides had been evenly matched. The Jia Ma Empire did not particularly covet this desert, while the Snake-People Empire lacked the confidence to completely overwhelm the Jia Ma Empire. Since both sides' highest combatants were Dou Emperors, if they truly fought to the death, they would only end up mutually crippled, allowing the tiger and wolf-like forces surrounding them to divide and devour them.

The Jia Ma Empire had never wanted to fight in the first place, while the Snake-People lacked overwhelming combat strength, so the situation had remained deadlocked.

As far as Xiao Yan knew, the desert was basically all Snake-People territory. Feeling the somewhat unusual magical beast aura beneath the sand dune before him, his heart