Kunlun Valley, a place where even birds won't shit.
Not a single tree or leaf exists.
It was this forsaken land that welcomed Feng Wuchen and his party today.
They scattered in all directions to observe, but beyond the barren and deathly stillness, they found nothing.
"We've found nothing," Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing said, shaking their heads simultaneously.
"Hall Master, no discoveries at all," Bei Dou Yan also shook his head.
"In this land of death, without a trace of life, coming here is akin to seeking death," Zhang Junlan said, for he had found nothing either.
Feng Wuchen shook his head, "I haven't found anything either."
Even with the power of apocalypse activated, Feng Wuchen came up empty-handed.
"Hall Master, it seems we have to go even deeper," Yi Tianqing said.
"We have no other choice," Feng Wuchen nodded decisively, there was no alternative.