Crimson Flame Valley, true to its name.

Even before approaching, a wave of scorching heat rushed forward. The air was filled with the scent of sulfur and fire, and the surrounding vegetation was sparse and twisted, with rocks showing a dark red hue from years of flame exposure.

Lin Mo swallowed a "Breath Concealment Pill," reducing his aura fluctuations to an absolute minimum. Instead of taking the main path through the valley entrance, he circled several miles around and silently climbed up a steep cliff.

He moved like a gecko, clinging to the scorching rock face, each movement as gentle as possible, without making a single sound.