A Perfect Infiltration

Not long ago.

Big Black Peak.

At a corner, a black rock suddenly shook and made a soft sound. Soon, it fell silent again, as if nothing had happened.

No one knew that a few figures had already crawled forward and quietly approached the vicinity of Big Black Peak.

"It's indeed very strange."

The Xuanwu Emperor, Mo Lianque, looked around with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Logically speaking, even if Ying Chengpeng intentionally concealed the identity of his incarnation to prevent others from making the connection, this Ever-changing Demon Wolf is still a demon beast lord after all, yet the place it resides in is so barren…"

This really did not make much sense.

Generally speaking, the more one wanted to hide one's identity, the more one had to integrate into the environment and act no different from the other living beings around, so that others could not see any abnormality.