C3651 Canyang

This ancient battlefield was filled with an invisible wind. It was formed by the gathering of broken souls. Wherever it passed, it was bone-chillingly cold. Ye Feng felt like he was in the Cold Ice Hell when the wind blew past him. He almost froze to death on the spot.

The ground was scarlet red, and it was vast and boundless. The surroundings were filled with surging darkness