Each ghost specter is completely different.
Lingbo Ghostland, as its name suggests, is an ocean.
Upon entering, what meets the eyes is almost all seawater.
Only at the edge of vision, there's a black line, seemingly land.
Lin Mu discerned the direction and flew southward.
He wasn't sure if there were really Nine Tripod Fragments in the Forbidden Desert Sea.
But the bizarre ghost specters of the Forbidden Desert Sea had already piqued his interest.
If he's not mistaken, the Southern Spirit Divine Continent, no, to be precise, the entire Heavenly Realm, is going to face a big problem.
He's now preparing to sweep through the ghost specters to see if he can confirm his suspicions.
Meanwhile, he's also looking for clues about the Nine Tripod Fragments.
At Lin Mu's speed, he can almost rival the Third Tribulation.
Even without the Nine Cauldrons and Thirteen Stars, his speed within the Forbidden Desert Sea remains top-tier.
Moments later, he was not far from the land.
"Halt!"
