The Great Crack was covered in white mist all year round and nobody would get close easily. Even though it was in the Fengyun Empire right now, it was also a desolate place. If it weren't for Meatball's guidance back then, Yun Feng wouldn't have taken the initiative to enter, let alone the others.
"Swish…!" The white mist that enveloped the place was broken by an unknown figure again and again. After a few figures kept flying out, they slowly gathered again and returned to their original state. Yun Feng looked around. There was a dense forest. She could find a place to talk.
Yun Feng walked straight forward, and the others all followed her closely. Ao Jin glanced at the Red Dragon that followed him closely from time to time and felt weird in his mind. He kept frowning. Who exactly was this guy? Could it be the soul of an ancestor in the burial ground?
