Boom! In the golden desert, an enormous dune suddenly exploded. Yellow sand poured down like a waterfall as two white-clad figures shot out of the sea of sand, kicking up clouds of dust.
Nearby, a camel caravan following a winding trail jolted in fright at the sudden disturbance. More than a dozen camels cried out in panic and reared, nearly throwing their riders.
Several men dressed as guards hastily drew their weapons, staring at the two descending figures as though facing a deadly enemy, their faces filled with terror.
But neither figure showed any intention of attacking.
The moment one of them steadied herself, a purple-haired head poked out from beneath her white hood.
"Ptooey! Ptooey, ptooey!"
Zi Yan spat out the sand in her mouth, her little face scrunched up with disgust and resentment.
She slapped at her white robe, sending dust flying, then rubbed her eyes, still grumbling.
"I'm not going! I'm never going down there again!"
She stamped her feet as she spoke, shaking the sand out of her clothes, displeasure written all over her.
Qin Han came over, his hood lowered as well, a somewhat helpless smile on his face.
He took a waterskin from his Storage Ring and quickly handed it to her.
"Have some water first."
Zi Yan snatched the waterskin and gulped down several mouthfuls before the disgust on her face finally eased a little.
Her greatest regret now was suggesting that Qin Han track the Wind Fury Dragon Flame through the underground world.
More than twenty days had passed since they entered the Underground Lava World through the Wind Cave.
The traces left by the Wind Fury Dragon Flame came and went, faint and elusive. Qin Han could only sense his way forward little by little, checking each possibility.
There were no