At this moment, Jiang Feng found himself standing in a desert.
He looked around. Yellow sand filled the sky, blotting out the sun.
Scalding sand buried the tops of his feet, his legs sinking deep into the sand.
A voice came from overhead:
"Survive in this world until you reach the fourth level of the Divine Power Realm!"
Jiang Feng's heart skipped a beat. Such a simple sentence had already indirectly proven that this world concealed countless dangers.
The sand filling the air made it extremely difficult for Jiang Feng to breathe.
The scorching air and sand lashed against his skin, making his entire body feel as though it were being pricked by needles.
Jiang Feng took out a beast hide from his storage space and wrapped it around himself, using it to ward off the assault of the burning sand.
"I have to find somewhere to shelter from the sandstorm!"
Jiang Feng knew very well that staying in this sandstorm for too long could bring nothing good.
Picking a direction at random, Jiang Feng started forward.
Before understanding the basic circumstances of this world, Jiang Feng did not dare expend too much divine power.
He had already sensed that recovering divine power here would not be hindered. The Ten Directions Fire-Controlling Golden Canon could easily cover his basic divine power consumption and ensure that his divine power remained full.
Before he had traveled even a mile, a faint black shadow appeared ahead.
With the sandstorm raging, even channeling divine power into his eyes did not allow him to see clearly.
"I hope it's a hill that can shelter me from the sandstorm." Jiang Feng prayed as he swiftly approached the shadow.
When he was not far from it, Jiang Feng suddenly realized something was wrong.
The black shadow had