He had always stood high above everyone else. When had he ever endured suffering like this?
Moreover, as a Golden Crow, he had never experienced what people living beneath the Crimson Sun felt.
Perhaps sunlight was also the source of life. Without it, people could only live in darkness, never seeing the light of day, gradually losing the ability to look up toward the light.
Yet the Crimson Sun was also a light of evil. Beneath its radiance, any darkness would be devoured completely.
"We can't keep walking like this. There must be a way out of here. If we keep going like this, sooner or later, all that awaits us is despair."
Demon Emperor Daochen was deeply anxious. He refused to believe that everything they had done before had merely led them into this trap.
There had to be another path to survival here.
He looked at the two children and Nüwa. They were already terribly weak.
The Demon Emperor regretted it now. He should have explored this place himself first, rather than rashly bringing them in with him.
He had to replenish their fluids, or they would very likely die here.
But there was no end in sight. Where could he find water for them?
Although Demon Emperor Daochen was incredibly tense, his mind was still working furiously.
After trying many methods, he discovered one fact: this world was different from other worlds.
There was no moisture anywhere on this continent.
Demon Emperor Daochen stopped advancing and began digging deep into the ground instead.
Since he could not get through by going forward, he would dig his way through below.
Even after he had dug a hundred meters down, there was still nothing but incredibly dry sand, without a trace of moisture.
If a hundred meters would not