Beneath his feet lay soft, dry yellow sand, which rustled faintly with every step. As far as the eye could see stretched an endless desert, without a blade of grass or even the slightest sign of life. In the distance, dunes a thousand feet high rose and fell like sleeping hills. Dark-brown rocks jutted starkly from the sand, their surfaces riddled with pits as though corroded by strong acid, giving them a particularly sinister appearance.
A fierce wind howled past, whipping yellow sand into the sky and sweeping toward him like a golden torrent. Lin Feng stirred his fingertips, channeling chaos qi into an invisible barrier around himself that kept every grain of dust outside.
A dry, acrid smell filled the air, mingled with a faint trace of decay. Clearly, this planet had been abandoned for many years.
Lin Feng closed his eyes and slowly stirred the spiritual thought within him. An invisible force surged from his body, spreading in every direction like a tide and sweeping across a hundred-mile radius within moments.
Every inch of sand and every rock touched by his spiritual thought appeared clearly in his mind. Before long, he sensed an extraordinarily concentrated aura of God Crystals to the southeast.
A sharp gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. His figure flickered into an afterimage, and in less than an hour, he reached the vein's entrance at the base of a dune.
The entrance was roughly a hundred feet wide and fifty feet high, dark and deep, like the gaping maw of an enormous beast. Rust-covered mining tools, long-rotted abandoned mine carts, and several sets of desiccated bones lay scattered around it. Clear blade and axe marks scarred the bones. These were evidently miners of the God Emperor Sect, left here after being brutally slaughtered all those