Though the desert beneath their feet had not turned into quicksand,
Yin Qingxue still did her utmost to restrain her aura to the utmost limit, not daring to let even a trace leak out.
Even so, dry breezes occasionally brushed across their faces in the desert. Each time, they silently eroded a little of the true yuan within her body.
Over a short time, the effect was not particularly great.
But as one ebbed while the other flowed, given enough time, she would still end up in the same predicament as before.
"Two Forms Dust Array—what a Two Forms Dust Array. Father has been trapped in this sort of array for centuries. I'm afraid..."
Such thoughts surfaced from time to time, causing Yin Qingxue's heart to sink deeper and deeper.
Just then, Su Shi'er exhaled a breath of stale air and abruptly opened his eyes.
"How was it? Did Fellow Daoist Su gain anything more?" Although she held no hope in her heart, Yin Qingxue immediately asked Su Shi'er.
"It can hardly be called a gain. I can only do my best and give it a try."
Su Shi'er spoke calmly. As he spoke, he rose to his feet and swept his gaze around.
Hmm? He had really gained something?
Yin Qingxue's eyelids twitched, surprise showing on her face.
Before she could speak, Su Shi'er continued, "However, if I try again this time, I cannot predict whether the outcome will be good or bad."
"Perhaps we can use this to find a miracle that will lead us out of the array. But it is also possible that it will directly trigger this array's killing formation."
"The former would naturally bring joy to all. But if it is the latter, Fellow Daoist Yin may only be able to join Su in