282 Poaches

There were two black mountains ranges under the dark and gloomy sky. They stretched over hundreds of miles, and were thousands of feet in height. They looked curved like the horns of a cow. They stood aloft opposite each other like two recumbent giants. Moreover, they had created a large and leveled valley in the middle.

A plume of black smoke emerged in the void outside this valley. Then, Yan Luo's silhouette walked out of the smoke while holding the blood-red order token in its hand; the token was faintly emitting blood-red radiance.

Yan Luo gazed at the token. Then, it turned its head and looked in the direction of the valley's entrance. The soul flame in its eyes flashed, and a large mass of black smoke enveloped its whole body.

Then, a gust of cold wind blew, and Yan Luo's silhouette disappeared from the place.

A huge sacrificial altar stood upright in the middle of the canyon. It was made of white bones of the dead.