"Rumble…"
The sounds on the battlefield were like countless cannonballs exploding, and they spread out in all directions from Mist Island.
Chen Yiming, who had put on a black mask and a black cloak, searched for a while in the general direction of the island. Following the sound of the explosion, he found the location of the island.
This was an island with a radius of more than 10 kilometers. The entire island was covered in a layer of thick fog. From outside the island, he could see that there was a large dense rainforest.
"Fortunately, I parted ways with Xu Zhang," Chen Yiming muttered to himself as he looked at the situation on Mist Island.
At this moment, he was on the west side of the island. He could see tracks left behind by humans every few hundred meters. These tracks were like roads that led straight into the depths of the island.
