Thus, despite being more than six centuries old, the map left behind by Elder Guo remained an invaluable treasure. Holding the map in his hands, Lang Tian felt his heart growing steadfast.
Elder Guo had named this place the Myriad Demons Shadow Valley, for it was steeped in demonic aura, akin to a sacred land of ten thousand malevolent spirits. The deeper one ventured, the denser the demonic aura grew, and the greater the peril became. Legends spoke of countless powerhouses who had reached the Saintly Body Realm daring to enter. Among them all, many had perished, while others fell into demonic deviation, transforming into frenzied monstrosities.
Lang Tian gripped the map tighter, his eyes scanning the detailed markings once more. However, a subtle discomfort lingered in his thoughts; something just didn't feel right.
"Senior Sister," he asked suddenly, voice low with uncertainty, "this map… could it be incomplete?"
"Oh? You noticed, did you?" Yue Ling let out a soft chuckle.
