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Qin Lang looked down and saw two broken bones beneath his feet. As he lightly landed, he instantly turned into dust.

Even though the skull had already been split into several pieces, from the huge eye sockets, one could still tell that this Savage Bull was probably over a hundred feet long when it was alive. Even in the depths of the clouds, it was still very rare to see such a huge wild cow like this. He didn't expect that the bones of the Savage Bull would be here as well. Could it be that this continent was separated from the Flamedoor Continent?

Qin Lang did not know what the little red sparrow was thinking, so he slowly walked forward. The fog at the bottom of the valley was very thick, and the visibility was less than two miles, but to them, it was nothing. Standing in front of a giant skeleton, Qin Lang exclaimed, and there were not many complete bones at the bottom, and this was the first time Qin Lang had seen such a huge demon beast skeleton, it was a wild boar.

However, Qin Lang was in a dilemma not too far away. There were three extra paths in front of them, the left was a dead end, while the right side was a valley formed by the mountain peaks of Qin Lang's group.

"Xiao Hong, which way do you think we should go?" It was a good thing that Xiao Hong was on his shoulder. Qin Lang finally had someone to ask about it. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Hong, who was staring blankly into his eyes.

Little Red waved its wings. Right!

"Right?" As Qin Lang said 'right', his steps continued forward. The little red sparrow glanced at him, but Qin Lang turned a blind eye and continued forward with firm steps.

Perhaps the Ascension Valley was not like this before, but tens of thousands of years of change had caused the valley to be filled with numerous towering mountains. These were the ones Qin Lang had seen in the sky. It caused the Ascension Valley to be filled with deep ravines, and there were a lot of people coming down from the valley. To this day, Qin Lang had yet to meet any of them.

Could it be that the place we went down to was wrong? Master said that this was the place where many juniors of the sect trained. It shouldn't have been so long since they saw a single person. Did Xiao Hong really have foresight? He stealthily glanced at Xiao Hong, who was sizing up the bones on his shoulder.

"Little Red, did I really walk the wrong path?"

"Little Red? Are you talking about the one on your shoulder? "

A voice suddenly sounded. Qin Lang's heart tightened as he exchanged glances with Xiao Hong, who had just reacted, and secretly became alert. The sound sounded very close, but both he and Xiao Hong did not notice. This meant that the other party's cultivation was higher than his, or perhaps they were using some sort of special cultivation method.

"And who are you?"

"Are you on guard against me? "No need for that. If I had attacked you just now, you would already be a dead person. I only came over to greet you because I saw that the little rank 2 demon beast on your shoulder was quite interesting."

The voice got closer and closer, so close that it could be heard in Qin Lang's ears.

Qin Lang suddenly turned his head, and a small figure clad in a black robe appeared beside him. His face was masked, and his voice was very neutral, making it hard to tell if he was a man or a woman.

"You are a blood guard?" Qin Lang had only seen this set of clothes before, and to be able to approach him this close, he mistakenly assumed that Qin Lang was a blood guard he had never seen before.

"Blood guard?" Does that mean you are a member of the Flying Snow Sect, or a core disciple? " The little figure raised his head. His eyes were filled with curiosity, and his voice was much more relaxed than before.

"So you're not a blood guard. I've finally met someone. Let me re-introduce myself. My name is Qin Lang and I am indeed a disciple of the Flying Snow Sect. " Qin Lang locked gazes with her eyes. His azure pupils allowed him to see a few strands of white hair beside him. His philosophy had always been to be good to others. As long as the other party had no ill intentions, Qin Lang was still willing to interact with others.

"It's my first time meeting you. My name is Demon Nine'er. You can call me Jiu'er." Yao Jiu'er's eyes curved, and she pulled down the robe on her head, revealing her snow-white hair.