On the desolate, icy continent, flying sand and rocks, chasing creatures left long gorges on the ground, raging wildly, they were like a pack of hungry wolves sniffing the scent of fresh meat, frantically rushing towards the location of Basin Valley.
At least ten soul pets were in every direction, and some figures were also flying around the top of the mountain peak, restless and ready to move!
The noise buzzed in the ears, Chu Mu, Xia Yin, and Lin Mengling were just facing three directions, where dust swirled, the ground kept trembling, and cracked ominously...
"Let's fight, if these things trample over the Cultivation Array, our hopes for reaching the Soul Immortal level will be gone." Xia Yin's eyes were bright and sharp, a bit different from his usual nonchalance.
It was clear, he loved to fight!
As the spell was chanted, a deep green pattern appeared in front of Xia Yin, within which a long vine emerged.