The monarch soul fruit grew on a sandy cliff surrounded by three high mountains of golden sands.
Each of the mountains was thousands of meters high. From behind one of the mountains, a woman in red was watching Qingfeng Li and the others. Her eyes were icy-cold and devoid of any emotions, looking at them as if they were just a pile of bodies.
Behind the second mountain was concealed a skinny old man. With sparse hair and dried-up skin, he emitted a world-shaking presence and no animals dared to go near him.
Behind the third sandy mountain hid a demon beast which had a single horn on its head. It was covered all over by black scales, with some silver scales mingled in, signifying that it was evolving toward a dragon.
Unfortunately, all the self-cultivators were watching the four crown princes lay siege to Qingfeng Li and was oblivious to the spectators lurking behind the three mountains.