The Road to the Divine Throne

Bewildering Sand Realm.

"Whoosh!"

The gale howled.

Wind speeds had already reached fifty meters per second and were still climbing.

Sand from the surfaces of dune after dune was swept into the sky by the violent currents.

One man and one ant continued their trek through the Sand Sea.

With their unwavering footsteps, Seeds of Life were silently sown deep beneath the yellow sand.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

The Great Sand Ant cried out again.

It was saying—the sandstorm was about to arrive.

As the Ant Swarm Collective Consciousness, it naturally understood everything happening in the desert.

It knew that four hours from now, an overwhelming sandstorm would rise from this desert and sweep across a far wider region.

After sensing it for a moment, Cheng Han said with a smile, "I seem to feel that the sandstorm brewing ahead is slightly weaker than before."

This so-called "slight" difference was far less than a single hair out of nine oxen.

Yet with his extraordinary perception and his long familiarity with the desert, he had still noticed it.

"Chirp!"

The Great Sand Ant gave an affirmative reply.

It immediately began chirping again, meaning—the Bewildering Sand Vines that had been planted had weakened the sandstorm.

This was no empty claim.

The roots of every Bewildering Sand Vine were exceptionally developed, reaching as deep as five kilometers into a dune. Objectively, this produced the effect of stabilizing the sand.

With less sand being swept up by the gale, the sandstorm naturally weakened.

Of course.

The time had still been too short. The area planted with Bewildering Sand Vines was but an insignificant speck compared to the boundless Sand Sea.

Cheng Han smiled. "Though the Bewildering Sand Vine is inconspicuous and its power is extremely weak, it contains the power to change the world."

One day.