Before him lay a line that could not be seen with the eyes, yet could be felt by every instinct in his body. Beyond that point, the atmosphere changed so drastically that it was like standing at the edge of another world. The air was thicker, darker, and saturated with ancient draconic force so dense that even space seemed burdened by it.
The ground ahead was blackened and cracked, covered in layers of old scales, shattered bones, and strange crimson crystals that had grown from the corrupted earth. Every gust of wind coming from that region carried a savage pressure that clawed at the senses.
This was the core region.
The true forbidden land of Dragon Death Valley.
Even Max, who had crossed the inner region with relative ease, did not step forward carelessly.
He stood in silence, staring ahead while weighing his options.
