Chapter 5961

Chen Ping and the Red Cloud Demon Lord left the hidden valley and headed straight west, guided by the faint resonance of the talisman Musha had given them.

The Twelve Heavens were vast beyond measure. Even with their cultivation and full-speed travel, it took seven full days before they gradually reached the far western edge marked on the map.

The farther west they went, the thinner and more chaotic the spiritual energy became.

The once-clear sky grew dim and oppressive. Gray-black spatial rifts—like ugly scars—stretched across the heavens, radiating a chilling pull and an aura of destruction that made the heart pound.

The wind intensified, no longer a simple current of air. It carried shredded spatial fragments and erratic energy turbulence. When it struck the body, it felt like a dull blade scraping against bone.

Even Chen Ping’s reforged physique and the Red Cloud Demon Lord’s demonic body felt sharp, stinging pain.

“Damn,” the Red Cloud Demon Lord muttered, smashing apart a wind blade with his claw as dark-red demonic energy surged. Excitement flickered in his scarlet eyes. “This place barely has any spiritual energy, and the wind itself can kill you. But places this miserable? That’s usually where the real treasures are hiding.”