In the valley of certain death, where the climate was both scalding and freezing, where a prickle from the deformed flora could lead even experts to death, the dwellers hunkered down in their burrows. How could they not when the winds raged under the flaps of a mythical phoenix, a golden dragon, dozens of Zus, and other flying beasts?
Even now, they felt the ground rumble under a disproportionate army of cultivators. The less intelligent ones froze, trembling, while the smarter ones exhaled. Was it the end of their valley?
They sighed from the shadows, watching the relentless flow of armored humans walk deeper into the valley core area, where none dared venture since the antique era. After all, legends of the palace's former grandeur still lingered among the beasts... along with tales of the terrifying demon that laid it to waste. Would these greedy creatures set it free to plunder the palace? They didn't know but picked a few commands.
