"Fire Burst!"
Mo Fan murmured softly. A flame sprang from his fingertips, and he tossed it onto the wood. They had prepared this firewood beforehand; it would burn a little longer than ordinary kindling.
Zhang Xiaohou, Xu Zhaoting, and Zhao Manyan were setting up the tents, while Su Miu took out the pots, bowls, and utensils to prepare dinner.
"Say, Ling Ling, is there anything special about this River of Bewildering Sands? Anything we need to watch out for when we cross it?"
Mo Fan asked curiously about the River of Bewildering Sands. Without a word, Ling Ling picked up a chunk of sandstone and threw it into the river.
The River of Bewildering Sands lay somewhat lower than the surrounding desert. An ordinary desert had dunes and rolling terrain, much like hills.
The River of Bewildering Sands, however, resembled an endless desert plain, though hidden dangers lurked within it.
As Mo Fan watched, the sandstone in Ling Ling's hand struck the ground within the River of Bewildering Sands. The next instant, movement stirred across the ground, and three-meter-tall White Sand Demon Soldiers wielding broadswords surged forth.
Some tunneled up from underground, while others arrived as miniature sandstorms. More than thirty White Sand Demon Soldiers, clad in brown armor that seemed to be made of sand and carrying broadswords, surrounded the spot where the sandstone had landed.
"That many?!"
The sudden appearance of the White Sand Demon Soldiers startled Mo Fan. They had popped out like ghosts, without warning-and so close, too!
The White Sand Demon Soldiers surveyed their surroundings. Once they confirmed there were no living creatures around, they swiftly burrowed away, disappearing without a trace. The sight left everyone deep in thought.
Thirty-odd servant level demon beasts were manageable. Two or three intermediate magic spells would take care