Although he knew the talk about the Flame Mountain was absurd, Fang Chenyi was still a little surprised. He hadn't expected these foreign powers to latch onto the events in the Taklamakan Desert so quickly.
Still, even though they were watching, Fang Chenyi wasn't worried. He was confident that with their current strength, it would be impossible for them to enter the magma. At best, they might discover the volcano, but they couldn't even get within a thousand meters of it.
Fang Chenyi's assessment was spot on. The Taklamakan Desert was currently experiencing a surge of intense activity.
The once-desolate little town where Fang Chenyi and his group had previously stayed had become exceptionally bustling, with people coming and going in an endless stream.
In fact, the number of newcomers now exceeded the town's original population. The young man who had previously guided Fang Chenyi's group had made a killing from this influx of people.
