Next,
Su Lin, accompanied by Xiao Hui, searched a vast range of the barren Arctic Continent.
Still, they found nothing.
Beneath the polar night, all was desolate.
Standing on a snow slope, Su Lin gazed around.
Aside from the faint shimmer of auroras near the distant ice floes, all other places were devoid of any sign of life.
In the end, Su Lin decided to take a look at the ice floe area.
It was often the stomping ground of the true ruler of the Arctic Continent, the Polar Bear.
Therefore, the frequency of Arctic Wolves in those areas wasn't high.
However, the ice floes, teeming with marine life, offered abundant food.
Su Lin and Xiao Hui walked across the vast expanse of the Arctic Continent.
Soon,
atop the snow slope, Su Lin suddenly spotted flickering lights in the distance.
He stopped in his tracks, looking down from his elevated position, his eyes glowing a ghostly green.
Xiao Hui, at his side, also immediately went prone, ready to attack.
