Dead Spirit Swamp.
Lin Tian followed the Demon Cloud Ghost twins, Sikou Hen and Sikou Shen, delving deeper into the swamp.
The surrounding mist grew thicker and denser.
The view was murky, one could barely make out the larger ruins emitting black smoke.
Here, there seemed to be a strange power blocking Divine Sense.
Even Lin Tian couldn't extend his Divine Sense beyond a dozen meters.
Trying to see what was in the ruins, or if there might be any treasures, was very difficult.
Looking up, the sky was gray as well, and the mist seemed to stretch into the Void.
If not for the company of Sikou Hen and Sikou Shen, Lin Tian would have flown up to check things out.
But this place was too strange and unknown, so he chose to be cautious.
"Is this an ancient battlefield ruin?"
Lin Tian knew nothing about this place, so he turned around to ask the Demon Cloud Ghosts.
But after clearly seeing the two, he couldn't help but chuckle.
