Within the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land, bold and ancient trees with winding branches spread everywhere. Each ancient tree was like a small mountain that reached towards the sky. Thick vines hung everywhere, looking just like serpents, each capable of being wound around a huge mountain. This land was filled with robust energy.
If one didn't know the truth, then seeing this vigorous and thriving vegetation, one might think this was some holy land. However, once one carefully looked, they would see some anomalies. Such a large forbidden land didn't have the slightest sounds of birds or beasts, and not even an insect could be seen. It was quiet. A deathly quiet.
This time, the three parties had joined hands and carefully selected their people. They didn't accept everyone, only bringing around ninety cultivators.
