Upon entering this deep mountain hunting ground, Yang Yuanhong quickly sensed how different this place was from the outside world.
It was not merely the restless spiritual essence he had felt beyond the formation before. The vicious baleful aura pervading this place was dense enough to affect a cultivator's mind.
After entering the mountains for barely a day, they could no longer sense the presence of any Qi Gathering Cultivators.
They had all been blocked by the increasingly dense vicious baleful aura. If they forced their way deeper, they would be unable to protect themselves; should this sinister aura enter their bodies, their lives might be in danger.
Yang Yuanhong's thoughts turned as he recalled what Sun Fubo had said before. The Yanlai Hunting Meet had been established two hundred years ago by the Sun Clan at the behest of Lingxiao Dao Academy. When the cultivators of the Central Region learned of it, they called it a gathering of fortunate opportunities plotted by Lingxiao Dao Academy.
The word "plotted" was the key. It meant that this hunting ground had not existed in the Golian Mountain Range since ancient times.
Rather, Lingxiao Dao Academy had created it through some means two hundred years ago, then handed it over to the Sun Clan of Yanlai City to manage.
As for why they had chosen the Sun Clan, Yang Yuanhong guessed that it was most likely due to the lingering blessings of their ancestor, who had made friends far and wide.
With the right to manage and host this hunting ground, the Sun Clan would not need to fret over building up its family fortune for at least the next five hundred years.
Yang Yuanhong did not care much about the Sun Clan's affairs, but he was extremely curious about Lingxiao Dao Academy's