Far from the capital city of the Jing Nation, deep within towering mountains and rugged terrain, lied a remote area veiled in ancient trees.
The thick forest shrouded the landscape, with eerie crows circling above, obscuring the sky.
Wisps of deathly aura rose from the abyss, affecting all living beings in the vicinity.
This place, known as the Immortal Desolation Cliff, lived up to its reputation.
"Do you still not sense the Spider Demon?"
Inquired the exquisitely beautiful woman clad in aquamarine soft armor, addressing her Dragon Clan attendant by her side.
"No, Your Highness," replied the Dragon Clan attendant, wiping away sweat.
It had been quite some time since the Dragon Clan had escorted the Spider Demon, an Immortal-ranked creature, to the Immortal Desolation Cliff seeking guidance.