After killing that Great Eater Demon Flower, the sandstorm within a hundred-mile radius vanished.
Luo Zheng gazed into the distance. A hundred miles away, rolling clouds of sand still churned...
"Looks like this so-called Mist Caller Venerable isn't limited to a single one in the Red Sun Desert. They're everywhere. The area affected by this Mist Caller Venerable is only a hundred miles across. If I keep moving forward, I'll probably fall into another Mist Caller Venerable's spatial illusion..."
As Luo Zheng spoke, his gaze fell on the long flute lying on the ground. He reached out and grabbed at it through the air. The long flute spun once across the ground before landing in his hand. "This so-called Protection Flute was probably something she made up too, but this flute really can break through the Mist Caller Venerable's spatial illusion array. It must be some kind of tool the sandfolk use to trick True Gods. Still, if I want to leave this desert, I'll probably have to rely on this flute."
As soon as Luo Zheng finished speaking, Nine Five Two Seven's voice came from behind him. "Your analysis is completely correct. Hehe, looks like this little puzzle still couldn't stump you."
Hearing Nine Five Two Seven, Luo Zheng's brows furrowed slightly. "You knew from the beginning?"
"Of course. This so-called Mist Caller Venerable's real name is the Great Eater Demon Flower. It's merely a demon plant, though its spatial illusion is indeed quite extraordinary," Nine Five Two Seven said.
"Then why didn't you tell me sooner?" Luo Zheng asked.
Nine Five Two Seven continued to chuckle. "I was merely letting you experience the malice of the Mother World. This place is nothing like the Divine Domain. The Mother World's environment is far more cruel and harsh, and dangers