Long Yunxiao originally wanted to release the double-headed golden dragon and use it as a mount to rush to Spirit Flame City.
Spirit Flame City was more than two thousand miles away from the Sky Pillar Sect. With the double-headed golden dragon's speed, they could reach it in four hours.
However, Yun Yao weighed the pros and cons and advised him not to release the double-headed golden dragon.
After all, the double-headed golden dragon was too big and powerful. It was very eye-catching.
The three of them were heading to Spirit Flame City because they had an important mission. They had to search for traces of the demons and eliminate the remnants of the demons.
If they rode the double-headed golden dragon and rushed over with great fanfare, they would definitely alarm the other party and alert the enemy.
Long Yunxiao felt that what she said made sense, so he dismissed the idea of riding the double-headed golden dragon.
Thus, the three of them rode Yun Yao's spirit beast, the white crane, and rushed to Spirit Flame City at a moderate pace.
The three of them stood on the back of the spirit crane and faced the howling wind. They looked down at the mountains and rivers below and remained silent.
Although no one mentioned what happened last night, the three of them were well aware of certain things.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Of course, Ji Tianxing's expression did not change as he remained silent.
In fact, he was in a very good mood. Occasionally, he would be distracted and recall the charming scene from last night.
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Spirit Flame City was divided into four districts according to their location.
The East District Market was the territory of the Heavenly Eagle Workshop's owner. It was also the most prosperous district in the city and an important trading area.
In comparison, the West District was much more dilapidated and looked like a slum.
The old West District was full of squat houses and narrow, dirty streets.
Most of the people walking around were dressed in tattered clothes and had a wooden expression. They looked unkempt and dirty.
In some dark and dirty alleys, beggars in ragged clothes or pitiful people with wounds all over their bodies could be seen lying on the side of the road.
Outside of some of the old taverns and grocery stores, some ugly, mentally deranged lunatics would often pop up, running around and cursing.
Compared to the other bright and prosperous districts in the city, the West District was lifeless and filled with the aura of decay and death.
Most of the beggars, thieves, and scoundrels in the city were gathered in this district.
Of course, the poor people who were sick but had no money to seek medical treatment also gathered in the West District, struggling at death's door or waiting for death.
Many years ago, there was a rumor in Spirit Flame City that the western district was a deserted land of death. It was shrouded in the shadow of the devil and was gradually corroding and decaying.
The people living in the city would never step into the West District for no reason.
Even normal people would mysteriously disappear after entering some of the creepy places in the West District.
Even those who were lucky enough to survive would become mentally deranged lunatics or pitiful wretches riddled with scars.
And all of this was intensifying year by year, and it seemed to be getting more and more intense.
Ordinary citizens and martial practitioners were both wary and curious about the western district, but they did not dare to investigate the reason.
There were only a few major forces in the city. Perhaps they knew some inside information, but they all pretended not to know. They tacitly guarded their own territories and would not step into the western district.
Under such circumstances, there were many rumors and slanders in the city, making the western district even more mysterious and terrifying.
At the end of a certain street in the depths of the western district, there was an old and decaying house called Parasol Tree Courtyard.
This old house occupied an area of a thousand square meters. A few decades ago, it had been the residence of a wealthy man and had flourished for a time, with a flourishing population.
However, on a rainy night sixty years ago, the wealthy man's family of more than thirty people, along with nearly a hundred servants and guards, all mysteriously died in one night.
From then on, this house was abandoned and became a famous haunted house.
In recent decades, haunted events had frequently occurred in Parasol Tree Courtyard, scaring passersby into insanity or mysteriously disappearing.
Even in the clear day, the house was shrouded in invisible dark clouds, appearing eerie and terrifying.
Over time, the name of the haunted house spread far and wide, and no one dared to casually approach it.
Although it was daytime, the sky was gloomy and dark, with a light drizzle falling from the sky.
The door of Parasol Tree Courtyard was tightly shut. The vermillion door's paint had long since peeled off, revealing the dark iron.
There was an old plaque on the door frame, with the words' Parasol Tree Courtyard 'written on it. It hung crookedly on the wall, half of it drooping down to block the door.
In the courtyard behind the door, there were a few bare trees, and the ground was covered in a thick layer of fallen leaves and dust.
The doors and windows of the rooms and corridors around the courtyard were old and decaying, covered in cobwebs.
If one looked closely, they would discover palm-sized spiders, scorpions, and all kinds of poisonous insects hidden in the fallen leaves and dust.
On the old and decaying beams and door frames, as well as in the dark corners of the walls, there were often colorful snakes coiling around.
Originally, no one should have lived in this haunted house.
But in the depths of the house, in a secret room made of black stone, two soft voices came from it.
The light in the secret room was dim, the air gloomy and cold, and the air was filled with the stench of decay and blood.
Two figures were whispering to each other in the room. One of them was more than three meters tall and as muscular as a giant.
He had a head full of long red hair, and his body was covered in dense purple hair. He wore a necklace of bone teeth around his neck.
His body was naked, and only a black python apron was wrapped around his waist. His entire body exuded a bloodthirsty killing intent.
There was no doubt that this person was the Blood Demon King!
The person who was standing beside him and conversing with him in a low voice was surprisingly a stooped old woman.
This old woman was short and thin, like a one-meter-tall monkey.
She wore a black robe and a cloak, and in her hand was a crooked walking stick.
At the top of the walking stick were two flat snake heads that were constantly swaying left and right, spitting out their tongues.
Under the black cloak, her withered face was covered in thumb-sized pustules and pits, looking extremely sinister and terrifying.
In addition to the Blood Demon King and the black-robed old woman, there was also a stone table in the room.
On the table was a half-meter-tall purple pagoda.
The purple pagoda had nine floors, and each floor was rotating, flashing with a faint purple light.
The nine floors of the pagoda rotated at different speeds and directions, appearing extremely messy, but there was a unique pattern to it.
The purple light from the pagoda was reflected on the walls of the secret room, like a light screen, showing an image.
In the image, there were three young men and women riding on a white spirit crane, flying through the sky.
Seeing this scene, the black-robed old woman curled her toothless mouth and let out a hoarse sneer. "Hehehehe … The prey is coming toward us!"
The Blood Demon King also revealed a bloodthirsty sneer, clenching his fists, and said, "Just in time. This King has not drunk the blood of humans for a long time!"
"These little bastards dare to come to Flame Spirit City to find this King. This King will not let them return!"
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