C299 The Traces of the Evil Cultivator!

Nangong Fan yawned out of sheer boredom.

His gaze swept over the chaotic expanse of the forbidden zone of life. The hard ice itself appeared to have been thoroughly plowed over. In his mind, he offered a silent three-second tribute to Ghost Town.

The ghosts that had accumulated over millennia had been obliterated in the aftermath.

Ghost Town might now be forced to enter a period of dormancy