The guy with the mustache cleared his throat. "Spots loaded with dark energy are usually old battlefields. And what happens most on battlefields? Obviously, leftover treasures get scattered around!"
"Wherever treasures exist, people come to grab them. That naturally cuts down the dark energy supplies."
I sounded pretty impatient. "Cut the chatter and get to the point."
The mustached guy looked at me with a mysterious expression. "I know about some major battlefields where the dark energy got so intense they had to seal them up. Nobody's brave enough to go near them."
"Where are they?" I asked eagerly.
The guy shook his head. "Forget about it. Not even a Martial Saint could survive there."
"Story goes that a Martial Saint tried once, and the second he stepped inside, he got turned to dust."
Hearing that made me suck in a sharp breath.
The small spark of hope I'd felt just died out completely.
