Observing Cheng Xu's evident interest in the vast Southern Wilderness, Master Yuntai took the initiative to speak, "To be completely honest, I happen to know a secure route that leads to the depths of the Southern Wasteland."
Cheng Xu responded with a smile, his skepticism preventing him from easily believing such claims.
What a ridiculous proposition. What if this elderly spirit deceived him by leading him to a dead end?
"Is the Blood Demon Church also rooted in the Great Southern Wasteland?" Cheng Xu continued his inquiry.
"Yes, but not entirely," Master Yuntai replied.
"What do you mean?"
"As far as my knowledge extends, the Blood Demon Cult appears to have expanded from their initial cultivation grounds located farther north into the Great Southern Wilderness. Their background is likely not insignificant."
"There's an even larger cultivation ground to the north of the Great Southern Wilderness?" Cheng Xu was taken aback.
