True Gods rarely bothered with disputes in the mortal world. In the Divine Realm, those True Gods who had proven the divine path racked their brains to enter the floating islands, hoping to obtain better resources.
The same was true in the Mother World. After achieving Great Perfection, the True Gods devoted themselves wholeheartedly to setting foot in the Sea of True Meaning, hoping to reach the other shore as soon as possible.
But there was one difference between the Mother World and the Divine Realm.
The Divine Citizens of the Divine Realm could only live outside the divine cities, and were unable to form a massive population.
The Mother World, however, had countless times more Divine Citizens than the Divine Realm. These Divine Citizens had formed one kingdom after another, and there were killings, struggles, successions to the throne, and so on between the kingdoms.
The Sand Kingdom was merely one of countless kingdoms in the vast Mother World.
Divine Citizens were ultimately not mortals. Even if they had not entered the Divine Sea Realm, their physical strength and endurance were hardly inferior to those of Divine Sea Realm experts.
In half a day, Mo Di had already led Luo Zheng more than a hundred miles.
Aside from using the "Protection Flute" to carve a path through the sandstorm, Mo Di was also constantly changing their route.
Seeing Mo Di's actions, a trace of suspicion appeared on Luo Zheng's face.
The scenery in the desert was dry and desolate. There were almost no landmarks, and beneath the rolling wind and sand, even the dunes kept changing position.
Although she could use that flute to break through the spatial illusion, how was she distinguishing the road?
As suspicion welled up in Luo Zheng's heart, he became more alert.
He quietly