Mo Di and her guards had already retreated far away. Beneath her veil, her exquisite face showed a hint of excitement.
It had been a trap from the very beginning.
Although Luo Zheng had seen through the final step, her goal had already been achieved.
As long as Mist Caller Venerable devoured Luo Zheng, she and her subordinates would all receive a handsome reward!
"There should still be plenty of sand people in this Red Sun Desert, right?"
Though "Mist Caller Venerable" was already within arm's reach, Luo Zheng still turned his head and asked indifferently.
Mo Di looked at Luo Zheng in surprise, not knowing why he had asked that.
But she still smiled sweetly. "Of course there are. We sand people make our living off it, after all. Sorry, kind sir!"
It was extremely difficult for ordinary sand people to survive in this desolate desert, yet this desert happened to harbor such a vicious creature as "Mist Caller Venerable."
Mist Caller Venerable possessed an extremely powerful gift. It could set up spatial illusions and trap True Gods who lost their way inside. But its weakness was equally obvious: Mist Caller Venerable was, after all, a plant, and its range of movement was extremely limited.
Thus, some of the sand people chose to cooperate with Mist Caller Venerable, luring True Gods who had lost their way here so that Mist Caller Venerable could devour them. After devouring a True God, Mist Caller Venerable could secrete a pale-green sap. Once consumed, the sap granted the sand people longer lives and freedom from every illness.
As a result, many sand people had prepared a whole set of excuses to win outsiders' trust and lead them straight to Mist Caller Venerable's mouth.
"As humans, you actually collude with a vicious creature. What