The inner valley Wang Yan saw was surrounded by a circle of peaks, forming a vast valley that seemed endless.
In the valley stood numerous stone houses, dense like a honeycomb, each stone layer had shadows flickering, indicating people residing inside.
Looking around, the stone houses numbered in the tens of millions.
Due to the abundance of houses and scarcity of space, the valley was extremely crowded, with a foul stench filling the air, creating a dire environment.
Just as Wang Yan was observing, he saw hundreds of evil ghosts rushing into the valley from a stone path, capturing hundreds of people.
Although these hundreds of people yelled and screamed, and a few demon cultivators resisted desperately, they were still taken away from the valley.
"Where are they being taken?" Though unfamiliar with these people, Wang Yan frowned.
"Of course, they're being taken to be the Valley Master's snack," Inner Mountain said nonchalantly.
