In the Sleeping Valley.
"Clang, Clang, Clang..."
Xiao Kongtong walked across the dust-covered land with a big sack in his hand. Everything he saw was strikingly desolate.
"Legend has it that in ancient times, the Abyss Island was a country of Giants. A group of Giants lived here and they only lived in the sky and never descended to the mortal world."
"They had no worries about food and clothing and were self-sufficient. However, one day, a Demon God descended from the sky and wanted to seize this pure land."
"Thus, the Giants and the Demon God fought in the most desolate place on Abyss Island. In the end, both sides perished and died on this piece of land."
"The battlefield of this final battle later became one of the nine most dangerous lands on Abyss Island, the Sleeping Valley!"
These legendary tales flashed through his mind.
Dragging his sack, the scruffy-looking man glanced around his surroundings again.