Chapter 1751
- Above the tall mountain, there were scattered rocks everywhere; virtually nowhere to plant one’s foot.
- This place was in destitution. Not even a blade of grass grew. No matter how one looked, it was a wasteland.
- “Si Yin, this is the place you came last time? You aren’t making fun of us, right? The Myriad Devil Ridge is merely a wasteland. Who knows how many people have come here before. You actually discovered treasures here?” Blazing Fire questioned.