No matter how distressed Yu Lei was at the moment, it didn't matter. Shen Yanxiao changed her clothes and set off again to her destination.
Half a day later, they finally arrived at a huge valley.
This valley was not uncommon in the Storm Continent, but one thing attracted Shen Yanxiao's attention.
The soil under their feet was not dark yellow or reddish brown. Instead, it was a type of dark gray. The dark gray was spread all over the valley, so that not a single plant could grow in the entire valley.
"It's ashes." Bian looked at the gray valley in front of him and frowned slightly. Vicious beasts were very sensitive to the smell of death, and he felt a lot of death energy in this valley. The gray soil all over the valley was not soil at all, but ashes produced by the burning of countless corpses.
The valley was neither big nor small. One could imagine how many souls had piled up here to cover the entire valley.
