Windblown sand raged, yet the vast caravan continued through the Wild Ghost Desert.
The yellow sands of the Wild Ghost Desert were sinister and uncanny, but the caravan had its own special methods for avoiding their harm, so its journey had gone fairly smoothly.
For several days, the caravan traveled through the desert without anything unusual happening.
Unbeknownst to them, however, the main forces of the Ghost Kingdom, along with the overlord of the Monster Realm, the Black Fiend Dragon Wolf, were also heading toward the West Divine Hall. A truly spectacular show was slowly beginning.
Strange. The supplies this caravan is escorting are guarded so tightly. Something seems off... Xiao Yan and You Er rode separate horses in the middle of the procession. His gaze kept wandering over the supplies piled on the Soul Beasts' backs, and he could not help thinking this to himself.
Some of the Soul Beasts in the caravan were used to transport supplies, but those supposed supplies were sealed as tightly as solid rock. There was no way to tell from the outside what they actually were. Even Xiao Yan's Soul Power could not reveal a thing. Judging by how the Soul Beasts labored under their burdens, however, these supplies were certainly heavy.
Beyond that, the caravan also carried an exquisitely crafted sedan chair. Pitch-black patterns completely encircled it, blocking all attempts to probe inside. Even Xiao Yan could detect nothing amiss, though he felt that there seemed to be no one inside the sedan chair. The aura it held actually unsettled him, as if something bizarre lurked within. Still, given the caravan's considerable strength, he did not act rashly.
"There's probably something wrong with the things this caravan is escorting," Xiao Yan told You Er through his Soul Power, sweeping his gaze around