C1180 Dead Swamp

As the journey went on and time passed, the sky began to turn gray, and the dark clouds felt like the sky was about to collapse. A gust of cold wind blew from nowhere and brushed past Zhao Sanjin and the others. They only felt a chill in their bodies.

As they walked on the path filled with weeds, they kept walking towards the Demonic Abyss. As they got closer and closer to the Demonic Abyss