Yellow Sulfur Island stretched some hundred and eighty li across. Vegetation was sparse, with yellow earth and broken stones everywhere. Dried-out pools and fissures dotted the ground, belching pungent yellow smoke.
This was sulfur.
Huang Yunying landed with Cheng Xinzhan.
The ground was scorching. Cheng Xinzhan thought this was quite a treasure of a place: with sulfur and geothermal heat, it was an excellent spot for refining pills.
Most buildings on the island were stone houses, and there were plenty of people. Everyone who saw Huang Yunying called him Master Ying. It seemed he really did hold a high position here.
The farther inward they went, however, the fewer people they saw. The center of the island was extremely spacious, occupied by only one gleaming building-a lavish tower with carved balustrades and jade masonry, utterly out of place in these surroundings.
This certainly had not been built on the island afterward. It ought to be a magical treasure.
Huang Yunying stopped before the tower and called out,
"Immortal Master! Your disciple Yunying has brought a guest from the mainland to request an audience."
Cheng Xinzhan now looked up and saw the vertical plaque on the tower. Written on it were three characters:
Tower of No Return.
"Come in."
A rather languid, aged voice sounded from within the tower, and its doors opened by themselves.
A decadent, intoxicating fragrance drifted out, something like flowers, something like a woman's scent.
The fragrance mingled with the sulfurous air around them, making Cheng Xinzhan want to sneeze. He held it in, but Third Younger Sister could not. After sneezing, she burrowed into his arms and buried her head. The smell inside the tower was simply too unpleasant.
He was about to enter a demon's lair and face a Third Realm Demon Fiend. It would