Standing deep inside the Scorpion King Palace was a small hill with yellowish plants growing upon it.
The gentle slope appeared peaceful under the pale glow of the three moons, while the countless plants swayed quietly beneath the desert breeze.
This was an area where only the Scorpion King could step into.
A sacred ground of the Scorpion Clan.
For years, the sacred ground had remained quiet except for the gentle desert wind that rustled the leaves.
No ordinary clansman dared approach this place, let alone step onto the sacred hill.
The yellowish plants could be seen everywhere, making the sacred ground entirely different from any other part of the palace.
Their soft golden hue blanketed the hill like an endless field, giving the place an almost divine atmosphere.
To those looking at the sacred ground, it was beautiful and peaceful.
But all this was a façade.
The small hill housed the dangerous tunnel that connected the Scorpion Clan to the Horn Lizard Clan.
