In the heartland of the Western Regions, the boundless sea of sand stretched on for who knew how many tens of thousands of miles, splitting the Western Regions into eastern and western halves.
It was a barren land, with only a handful of oases capable of sustaining life.
This was not only a desert devoid of water, but also a desert devoid of spiritual energy.
The endless gale of the Sea of Fury howled without cease, making the spiritual energy violent and chaotic, utterly impossible to cultivate. The Human Race trapped within the oases could not even speak of cultivation; even their civilization had regressed to the tribal age.
They had already forgotten why their people had come to this isolated desert, a place that seemed impossible to ever escape. Their past had been severed, and no one could understand the writing and records left behind by their ancestors.
Their people were trapped among the few remaining oases, barely clinging to life.
During the previous era, or perhaps even longer ago, the Sea of Fury had not been like this. There might once have been sprawling oases here, along with city-states.
But none of that mattered anymore. What the surviving Human Race urgently needed to solve was the problem of survival.
They endlessly performed sacrifices and prayed for a heavenly god to descend and save them.
At last, after the surviving humans had waited for who knew how many ages, this "heavenly god" appeared.
He was Huang Feng, the supreme great power of the mouse clan in the Western Regions.
At the Half-Saint realm, he was invincible throughout the Western Regions. He had once fought against the supernatural and sheltered the living beings of an entire region, earning immense merit.
Seeing the humans here in such dire straits, Huang Feng