a sixteen-thousand-year zombie flower
heartless song pond was just as he had imagined ... the environment was extremely harsh!
ever since bai wushang had entered, he could only fly at a low altitude.
this was because there was a thick layer of poisonous mist that had accumulated for tens of thousands of years.
even the little rabbits, relying on their invulnerability, did not dare to wander around inside and played like it was their back garden.
as for the bottom, the black quagmire was as smooth as a mirror.
bai wushang had done experiments, whether it was a large stone that was dozens of meters wide or a light angel feather.
as long as they touched the surface of the mud, they would either be corroded and evaporated, or be sucked deep into the ground, unable to even produce a single bubble.
"it's so smelly! i'm going to suffocate!"
the little rabbit covered its nose in disgust.