The desert stretched as far as the eye could see. Apart from their little group, there was not another living creature in sight.
Yang Qing took a few steps forward and felt the ground give beneath his feet. What had been fairly solid ground suddenly turned soft like a lump of melted candy, becoming muddy and sticky underfoot.
Within mere breaths, Yang Qing found his feet trapped in the sand, unable to pull them free. Worse still, he was sinking deeper and deeper.
Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou had been walking behind Yang Qing, so they were the first to notice him becoming trapped in the sand beneath him.
But when Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou reached out to pull Yang Qing free, they found that not only could they not lift him out, they themselves were sinking into the sand as well.
Ouyang Lin and Mu Feng were startled. Only then did they notice that, at some point, the sand beneath their feet had begun churning like the mud in a roiling pond, its yellow grains constantly heaving up and down.
"Just our rotten luck. We actually ran into a Sand Sea."
A Sand Sea, as the name suggested, was sand that had become a sea.
Ordinarily, the sandy ground in a desert was solid. Even if someone sank into it, it would only reach their calves.
But this stretch of sand before them had become a sea.
It could be as solid as a wall one moment, then as soft as the wind the next, leaving no firm footing beneath anyone's feet.
A Sand Sea like this was terrifying beyond measure. It could truly kill without a trace.
Now all three of them, Yang Qing included, had sunk into it. If they did not find a way to