Xijue Hezhou Continent, the Vast Desert Sands.
Three black-robed figures trudged through the boundless sea of sand. With every step, countless grains of yellow sand battered them, the Astral Wind scraped their bones, and the blazing sun scorched their souls.
The sea of sand stretching before the Great Lingyin Temple was not merely forbidden ground for demons and monsters. Even an Immortal Deity would struggle to escape it.
That was why all three had donned black robes in this sea of sand. Without those robes, the blood in their bodies would soon boil and burn before evaporating completely, while the blazing sun's fire would roast their souls until they scattered into oblivion.
Anyone who entered this sea of sand without protection would end up with their flesh obliterated and their white bones reduced to sand, or become a buried corpse, skin and bones dried out yet unable to decay, with no hope of reincarnation.
"This sea of sand is far more dangerous than the North Region Continent and the North Sea."
"It didn't even take us ten years to cross the North Region Continent and the North Sea, yet we've spent more than ten grueling years in Xijue Hezhou Continent, and we still haven't seen the end."
Lin Cheng hid inside his black robe, sheltering from the Astral Wind and scorching sunlight, but his voice had already grown somewhat dry and hoarse.
Beside Lin Cheng, the tall, thin Fire Monkey Daoist said in a muffled voice, "The Great Lingyin Temple is just ahead. If we push a little harder, we might reach it."
Lin Cheng gave two feeble grunts. "You can run a horse to death chasing a mountain in sight. Back at the edge of Xijue Hezhou Continent, we already thought the Great Lingyin Temple was right before us.