Two streaks of light darted wildly through the mountain ranges below, still traveling across the ground as before.
If they traveled through the skies, they would be far too conspicuous.
Ye Lin had nothing to say about that.
Because whether they traveled on the ground or through the skies, as long as someone spotted them, the result would be the same. There was nothing particularly special about it.
Still, Wang Zheng emphasized it every time, so he must have had his reasons.
Since he insisted on doing things this way, he surely had his own unique thoughts.
Naturally, Ye Lin had no objections whatsoever.
After all, they were grasshoppers tied to the same rope on this journey. The man's intentions were good.
However, as they traveled on, the surroundings suddenly began to turn desolate.
The lush forest gradually gave way to a desert.
Looking at the endless yellow sands stretching across the horizon, Ye Lin fell silent.
The reason for his silence was that Wang Zheng was currently standing before him with a blank look on his face.
"Where is this?"
Hearing that, Ye Lin was completely speechless.
He had followed Wang Zheng all the way here.
Now even Wang Zheng was lost? This guy could not even find the way anymore?
"Something's wrong. Very wrong—twelve parts out of ten wrong. I guarantee I didn't take the wrong road. How could I possibly have taken the wrong road?"
Staring at the yellow sands around them, Wang Zheng kept circling in place, recalling the route while comparing it to the terrain.
At that moment, Ye Lin also realized that something was amiss.
Wang Zheng was a peak Daluo Golden Immortal cultivator. How could he possibly get lost?
Wang Zheng had been so confident before, which meant he had come here in