The group fled into the Sand-Lost River at lightning speed. They stared at the towering flames, each lost in their own thoughts.
Something's not right. We came to Zhuoyuan so far ahead of time, so why did we still run into a Fire Calamity?
Lan Yu fell into deep thought. Could it be that Heaven was playing a joke on him?
And was there really any need for such a joke?
Shouldn't they have gone straight to Flat-Top Mountain, found the Star-Language Heavenly Tree and the Flame Witch, Jiang Feng, then accidentally let her identity slip so she could reunite with Chen Ying, and finally hatched Little Flame Belle?
Damn it all!
As time passed, the towering flames gradually died down. At the same time, the entire Sand-Lost River began to show strange changes.
There was no way they could return the way they had come, so they had no choice but to continue into Zhuoyuan North Corner.
Just as in the original story, Chen Ying told them that after a Fire Calamity, treasures would appear everywhere across Zhuoyuan.
When they reached the riverbank, they saw a huge pile of Armor-Killing Beast corpses, not one of them having had a chance to fight back.
"I've had it! If I ever come out with you again, I'll spell my own name backward!" Zhao Manyan shivered at the sight.
The Armor-Killing Beasts had formidable defenses, yet the Fire Calamity had burned them into a pile of bones. There wasn't even a scrap of flesh left.
"Quit yapping. Since we're already here, wouldn't it be a waste of all this effort if we didn't scavenge for anything?" Lan Yu said, a hint of mockery in his voice.
"Go to hell!"
"The annoying guy's right," Lingling said. "We're the first to reach this place,