"No, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy here can't be used to cultivate or heal at all." Fang Lang gave a bitter smile. "I'll use Pills and Spirit Stones instead."
With a flip of his hand, Fang Lang took out a Pill and swallowed it.
"Chirp, chirp." The Cloudwing Beast took a pill too.
The three of them flew on, cultivating as they went.
Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
Qin Hao had long since finished cultivating. His injuries had completely healed, and his eyes shone with vigor.
They had traveled for days without flying at full speed, but they were hardly slow. In the Great Scarlet Reach, they would have flown all the way from the southern region to the central region.
"There are so few Warriors in the Blood Refinement Domain." Qin Hao looked down in surprise.
After flying for so long, he had barely seen any Warriors. As for cities...
A settlement stood in a valley below.
It was small, with a few Warriors faintly visible, but astonishingly, most were in the True Martial Realm.
There were almost no Meridian Opening Realm Warriors.
Body Tempering Realm Warriors and ordinary people were rarer still.
"I've only spotted three settlements along the way, including this one."
"Not a single city."
"Sure enough, the Blood Refinement Domain has been left nearly crippled since the Blood Demon Race invaded a hundred years ago."
At the thought, a fierce glint flashed through Qin Hao's eyes.
He dared not imagine what the Southern Reach would look like if the Blood Demon Race invaded it.
"The Blood Demon Race all deserve to die." Qin Hao snorted, more relieved than ever that he had destroyed the Demon-Suppressing Pool.
Otherwise, the Blood Demon Race might invade again in less than a hundred years.