Mo Xie gave Ye Xinxia an encouraging smile, then stepped into the River of Lost Sands.
A wailing wind swept toward him from ahead. It felt as though the vast river before him had not dried up at all, but had become a terrifying road to the underworld.
Boom!
He had barely taken a few steps when layers of white sand surged up around him. Dozens of White Sand Demon Soldiers appeared at his side!
They stood tall and imposing, like warriors in white armor, their eyes gleaming fiercely as they glared at the intruder in their territory!
Mo Xie stood quietly among them. There was no panic on his face, and with his hands clasped behind his back, he showed no sign of casting Magic.
The others could not help admiring him. They knew they could never remain so composed in the face of such danger.
Then again, he must have trusted Ye Xinxia completely. He believed she could soothe the White Sand Demon Soldiers!
Ye Xinxia stood motionless on the riverbank, her slender legs crossed, like a pink-and-blue lotus in the desert. The wind from ahead tossed her long hair into disarray, carrying traces of her fragrance with it.
Her gentle face was more solemn than ever. She stared without blinking at the area around Mo Xie, while faint pink ripples seemed to spread toward him.
Then she slowly closed her eyes and folded her hands before her chest, as though conveying a message through her mind that ordinary people could not perceive!
Spirit Ripple: Soothing!
As Ye Xinxia cast her Psychic Element Magic and completed the Star Orbit, pale ripples like pink water spread gently from beneath her feet.
Some unseen force lifted her graceful body until her toes hovered above the ground. With a light step