Chapter 149: Next Destination
He raised three fingers.
"First, the Prison Valley. A sealed region where thousands of powerful criminals and rogue cultivators are trapped. Many of them are former sect leaders, generals, and bloodline warriors—abandoned or betrayed. If they are subdued, their strength would be invaluable."
"Second," he added, "the Netherstone Basin. That place is a forbidden battlefield, filled with remnants of an ancient war. Evil Spirits, golems, lost souls, and guardian puppets still roam there, bound by old contracts. If one can assert dominance over its soul, those bound entities would follow."
"And third..." he hesitated, glancing at Igaris, "The Wandering Beast Graveyard. It’s a place where dying magical beasts go to slumber. But the graveyard is alive with vengeful spirits, half-undead chimera, and beast monarchs that resist death. If your ability truly allows resurrection or submission, then they might become part of your army."
Igaris absorbed each word, his gaze sharpening with interest.
"Where is the Prison Valley located?"
Jian pulled out an ancient scroll and placed it on the stone table nearby.
"It’s southeast, approximately 300 miles away from here. But it’s sealed by six layered formations. Even Legendary cultivators dare not trespass lightly."
"Perfect," Igaris muttered, a cold glint in his eyes. "Then that’s where we’ll start."
Shirley, standing beside him, frowned slightly. "Are you really planning to recruit from a prison full of criminals?"
He turned to her with a half-smile.