C412 It's Hard to Say

Flowing Mud Island, Northern Peninsula.

Huhuhu...

Huhuhu...

Bei Feng continued to howl in the air, causing heavy snow to fall from the sky, covering the pitch-black dirt with a thick layer of snow.

Zhan Tianming and Zhong Haoan looked at the area in front of them that was filled with black mud and snow.

Here, there was still that strange mud pit.

At the edge of the mud pit