Chapter 126: Poor Signal

The Northern Wilderness stretches across three thousand miles, a desolate expanse known as the Land of Mysterious Malevolence.

The earth is parched for thousands of miles, and living creatures are scarce. A sudden gale whips up, churning the dust into a towering tornado that rampages across the barren landscape, grinding the few remaining patches of vegetation into dust.

This place is so perilous that even demons with exceptional adaptability consider it a forbidden zone; very few inhabitants of the Lesser Demon Realm ever dare to set foot here. It is precisely because of this that such a vast territory has been occupied by a single Demon Commander for many years without anyone attempting to contest it.

While the inhabitants of the Lesser Demon Realm scoff at this land, deeming it worthless, many demons have harbored secret cravings, wondering if there might be some hidden treasure buried beneath this savage wilderness. Yet, as the years have passed, those who obsessed over it have gained nothing, eventually forcing themselves to abandon their futile desires.

"We're here. This is the place," a hunchbacked old woman said with a smile.

Bes