"Third Uncle, the snow on top of Frost Moon Mountain is actually formed by the cold air emanating from that drop of blood."
Wen'an felt a bit surprised.
Every time he came to Flame Lake City, he had a fairly specific purpose.
He never had the time to roam around, never thinking that Frost Moon Mountain would have such a peculiar place.
Listening to He Zhongyi, he suddenly realized that this drop of blood on Frost Moon Mountain might be related to the strange head they found at the bottom of the Magma Lake!
"Third Uncle, later let the Fire Phoenix take that thing to check out Frost Moon Mountain."
With a flash of light, Shen Wen'an directly took out the Void Treasure Ship.
"In a moment, you should have the clan members pack up, and take those from the Western Wilderness Barbarian Race back to Yunshui City first."
He Zhongyi was momentarily stunned, then looked somewhat wistfully at the city walls below, whispering, "Flame Lake City... are we giving it up?"
Shen Wen'an nodded.
