"There's really no time for you to fool around. Keep this up, and I'll throw you down there..." Bai Xiaotian thought anxiously, his brows tightly furrowed as he threatened the madman.
With that, he urged the flying boat onward, heading straight southeast.
Shen Luo had been about to head northeast when he heard a startled cry. Turning around, he discovered that the madman had actually jumped from Bai Xiaotian's flying boat and was plunging headfirst toward the ground.
He hurriedly mounted his flying sword and sped forward at full force, barely catching the madman around the waist before he hit the ground.
"You..." Bai Xiaotian arrived a moment later, chasing after them. "Have you really gone mad?"
Only after cursing him did he realize he had said something utterly pointless, leaving him both angry and frustrated.
"He's so insistent on going west. Perhaps there really is something over there?" Shen Luo said hesitantly.
"He's a madman. Are you really going to believe him?" Bai Xiaotian asked in confusion.
Shen Luo paused, just about to speak, when he suddenly felt that something beneath his feet was off. He quickly stomped down hard.
At that stomp, the yellow sand around his feet flowed away, revealing hard black rock underneath.
Shen Luo's gaze traveled westward, and only then did he discover that the black rock beneath his feet extended into the distance, forming a winding ridge buried beneath the yellow sand. Without careful observation, it would have been impossible to notice.
"Let's go take a look over there," Shen Luo said.
"Alright." Bai Xiaotian nodded and followed him briskly westward.
The madman landed behind the two of them. After stopping for a moment, he grinned and ran after them again.
After running several dozen zhang, they reached the end of the "ridge." Ahead