This battlefield was still completely silent when Fang Zhou followed Night Mouse past it yesterday during the day.
At this moment, however, it had turned into a green ocean, with countless heroic spirits of warriors wandering over the battlefield, continuously reenacting scenes of their battles and slaughters from life.
The scene was intense, yet there was no sound at all, as if it were a silent war movie.
Fang Zhou no longer had Night Mouse's Clothes of the Dead, so he couldn't blend in naturally.
Fortunately, he could hide in the gourd and be flown in by Bi An. These heroic spirits could not see Bi An and were not concerned with a flying little gourd.
Thus, Fang Zhou swaggered around the battlefield, searching everywhere for the whereabouts of the Flame King.
However, the battlefield was too vast, filled with heroic spirits everywhere. Trying to find the Flame King among them was like finding a needle in a haystack.
