The flying airship flew directly into the Wailing Land.
The time limit for completing this nightmare task was a month, so Baiyu wasn't in a hurry.
The Wailing Land was vast inside.
Because it was a complete battlefield, it covered many areas.
Inside it.
Both the ground and the sky were filled with thick black fog, visibility was extremely low, and beyond five meters, it was completely impossible to see clearly.
This black fog not only blocked vision but also hindered spiritual perception.
Baiyu's spirituality was also difficult to extend.
It was about only five or six meters in range.
Baiyu went to the cultivation room of the flying airship, where Lovka was wearing a black vest, punching a training dummy continuously.
The sound of punches spread around.
Lovka's muscles bulged like little mice, sweat poured down like rain, making him look extremely robust.
"How is it? Is this your first time at the Wailing Land?"
Seeing Baiyu come over.
