After some exploration, Xu Qingtong had gained a general impression of the Valley of the Kings.
A very, very long time ago, a brutal battle must have taken place here, claiming many lives, including those of powerful cultivators.
Moreover, after these people died, there had not even been anyone to collect their bodies-a sign of just how fierce the fighting had been!
Left here and nourished by yin energy year after year, these corpses had slowly developed spiritual intelligence, forming the Corpse Transformation Clan. Moreover, the Corpse Transformation Clan in the Valley of the Dead probably numbered far more than the few Xu Qingtong had seen.
This Valley of the Dead was certainly no place for Qi Refining Disciples. Even among Foundation Establishment disciples who entered, seven or eight out of ten would perish!
Thus, Xu Qingtong decided to give up exploring the Valley of the Dead for the time being.
Rather than waste time here, he might as well take a look around Black Witch Marsh. During the attack on the Spirit Stone Mine, that Raised-Tail Fire Ape had not been native to the Demon Baleful Forest. It was very likely to have wandered over from Black Witch Marsh.
Having made up his mind, Xu Qingtong brought out the Ink Cloud Shuttle and flew straight north.
After flying for nearly four hours without stopping and passing through the Demon Baleful Forest, Xu Qingtong reached the edge of Black Witch Marsh.
As far as he could see, all of Black Witch Marsh was shrouded in mist that alternately thickened and thinned. Through gaps in the mist, he could faintly make out tall trees and low mounds.
The ground was covered in thick moss, interspersed with dead branches and rotting leaves. Small pools dotted the moss and fallen leaves like stars