Without a single hitch, Qin Xuan successfully joined the Plague Poison Altar.
After updating his Identity Token, Qin Xuan and the others followed the Plague Gu Daoist into the Inner Sect for the first time.
As he surveyed the ever-changing environment, Qin Xuan was overcome with shock.
'So, this is the true face of the Demon Sect.'
Towering blood-red peaks of all shapes and sizes pierced the clouds. From the crevices in the cliffs and fissures in the ground grew countless dark red vines, as thick as pythons.
At the foot of the mountains, vast stretches of barren, greyish-white wasteland extended outwards, littered with heaps of unknown bones.
"SCREECH!"
Sparsely-feathered, red-eyed Soul-Guiding Red Crows circled in the sky, letting out strange, cawing cries. A faint, crimson mist with the metallic tang of rust permanently shrouded the air, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate and adding to the sinister atmosphere.
