In the depths of a colossal lake formed by fiery lava, stands an enormous palace.
At this moment.
Inside the palace, Rong Yang sits upon the throne, coldly gazing at the fiery mirror before him. Within the mirror, the ghost carriage rapidly streaks across the sky and finally vanishes.
After watching, Rong Yang remained silent, and with a wave of his hand, he erased the flaming mirror.
"This bunch is truly obstinate; even after a direct warning from the king, they dare to continue further inside. It’s nothing but courting death!" A Ghost Race member, surrounded by pink poisonous flames, couldn’t help but shriek with laughter.
Just then, Rong Yang coldly glanced at him, and the laughter abruptly stopped. The Ghost Race member hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to make another sound.
Only then did Rong Yang withdraw his gaze and write a letter in the air, turning to another Ghost Race member and saying: "Take this letter to the Infinite Desert to see Meng Hall Master!"
"Yes!" The Ghost Race member quickly replied, then took the letter formed by Divine Sense and turned to leave.
"Come back!" Rong Yang suddenly called out again.
"Does the king have any other instructions?"
Rong Yang hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, causing the entire lava lake to shake violently. Amidst the friction of pure Fire-type Spiritual Power, a massive and flawless fiery Spirit Crystal emerged.
Even though they were accustomed to seeing various Fire-type Spirit Crystals, all the Ghost Race members present couldn’t help but gape in awe upon seeing this enormous Spirit Crystal.
At this moment, Rong Yang extended his palm, and the Spirit Crystal floated to him.
Rong Yang weighed it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, then casually tossed it, sending the Spirit Crystal into the Ghost Race member’s arms.
"Take this Spirit Crystal as well and tell them it’s a gift from me to Meng Hall Master!"
The Ghost Race member quickly secured the Spirit Crystal and bowed deeply, "Yes!"
With that, he turned and left the Divine Temple, soaring into the sky and vanishing as a streak of fire.
Rong Yang waved his hand, "All of you, be dismissed as well!"
"Yes!"
The many Ghost Race members in the Divine Temple all withdrew, leaving Rong Yang alone.
He sat upon the throne and suddenly began to laugh.
"Meng Yao, I’ve done all you asked, but unfortunately, they refuse to show appreciation and insist on seeking their own demise, so no blame lies elsewhere!"
As he spoke, a complex expression appeared on Rong Yang’s face.
"Yet you, after all these years, still can’t move on? Always imprisoning yourself in the Infinite Desert, are you truly prepared to spend your remaining years there? It’s been such a long time, you should let him go!"
Rong Yang muttered to himself, his voice carrying a mix of reluctance, jealousy, and near-overflowing admiration.
Ultimately, all of this transformed into a deep, long sigh.
The distance between the Infinite Desert and the Lava Land isn’t far. With the Ghost Race member traveling at full speed, he reached the territory of the Infinite Desert in just half a day.
The Infinite Desert, as the name implies, is a vast expanse of boundless sand.
Due to its extreme desolation and harshness, sparse human activity exists here, even the most stubborn evil spirits are few.
And the ruler of this land is Meng Yao, ranked lowest among the ten Hall Masters!
Because the territory overseen by Meng Hall Master is an extremely desolate desert, few covet it, giving it an eerie tranquility.
The Ghost Race member swiftly crossed dune after dune, eventually arriving at a city nestled in the deepest part of the desert.
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