The northern part of the Secret Realm was the exact opposite of the outside world. The further inward one went, the higher the temperature became, and the terrain transitioned from rolling mountain ranges to vast, sprawling plains where rivers of all sizes converged and roared off into the distance.
Fairy Yuluo stopped by the edge of a wide river. Ahead lay a boundless expanse of marshland, where Demonic Qi and miasma rose from the surface of the pitch-black mire, a pungent and foul stench drifting over from afar.
Not daring to rush in blindly, Fairy Yuluo planned to rest and build up her strength first. She lit a campfire and skillfully set up an iron pot to start cooking.
Chapter 208