Deep within the Magical Beast Mountain Range lay the burial ground of countless beasts.
This place was cut off from the world, its baleful aura surging into the heavens. Even Peak Sixth Tier magical beasts would not venture here lightly, not merely because of the disparity in strength, but because their bloodlines were suppressed.
A Peak Sixth Tier Dou Emperor could naturally come and go as they pleased, but magical beasts were innately restrained here, as though facing a natural predator.
Only the magical beasts dwelling on the outskirts, where the six wisps of myriad beast spirit flame resided, knew roughly what lay here. Though all had been tempered by the myriad beast spirit flame, they were still repelled by this place whenever they tried to approach.
In truth, anyone wishing to approach without relying on brute force had to gather all six distinct wisps of myriad beast spirit flame.
This was not an arrangement left by anyone, but an innate restriction born of coincidence when the myriad beast spirit flame first came into being.
Whether one person collected all six wisps or the six holders gathered together, they could enter this canyon.
At the center of the canyon lay a vast, bottomless hole, where countless magical beasts had met their end.
Only after descending for an unknowable length of time could one see an enormous blood-red flame at the center of the great pit below.
As the flame burned, it continually assumed the forms of countless beasts, sometimes becoming divine birds wheeling through the air, sometimes fierce beasts racing across the ground...
At the center of that flame, where an ordinary magical beast's magic core would have been, a ring of especially deep blood-red fire burned quietly. The forms of countless beasts surfaced within it, and with each pulse,