89 Aborigines of the Arctic State

"Such a heavy smell of blood and murderous intent, is it my imagination?".

Lin Feng turned his head looking behind him but he couldn’t sense the presence of any person or creature. He could only shake his head and give up. But a lingering shadow was left behind in his heart as if there was some danger right around him.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Feng looked towards Yue Hongyan and company. He saw Yue Hongyan take out a magic item that looked like a small wooden sword.

The small wooden sword was activated by Yue Hongyan. It flew up into the air and spun around a couple of circles and then finally coming to a stop. The tip of the sword was pointed in a direction. Yue Hongyan put away the wooden sword and the three people advanced in the direction the wooden sword was pointed to.