"Big!" At Zhang Feng's command, the treasured ship instantly returned to its normal size and continued flying forward. More than an hour later, the treasured ship finally stopped. Zhao Hai took a look and realized that he had never been to this place before. It was a death arena that he had no idea about.
The Death Arena was on a mountain. It was a small stone platform, only about 10000 square meters. It didn't look special at all, but Zhao Hai noticed that there were piles of white bones under the stone platform. This made the stone platform look ghostly and terrifying.
Zhao Hai could not help frowning as he looked at the place. There was nothing special about this place, but it gave Zhao Hai a feeling of heavy Yin Qi. Zhao Hai knew that it was because too many people had died here, so the yin Qi was so heavy. But what was this place? how could an ordinary barren mountain become a death arena? And so many people had died?
