When he heard that Su Miu had mastered the Transcendent Power normally reserved for Super Level mages, he paused briefly, then said:
"If I call Old Su over now, would he still make it in time?"
"No, and there's no signal here anyway."
"All right..."
Ling Ling heard their entire conversation. She quietly watched Leng Mu sing his own praises without exposing him.
"I'll search within a kilometer of here. If I can't find any members of the African National Team, I'll come back."
Leng Mu gave Mo Fan a heads-up. Mo Fan nodded slightly and stayed where he was, while Leng Mu held Ling Ling, spread three pairs of wings behind his back, and took flight.
"Spatial Domain, activate!"
He flew high into the sky and unfurled the Spatial Domain he had comprehended when he mastered his spatial Transcendent Power.
The domain spread outward, restoring everything within its range to normal. His vision and senses were corrected, no longer distorted by the Sahara Desert.
After searching for a while, he soon discovered a number of Africans collapsed on the barren desert ground.
"That went surprisingly smoothly."
Seeing that they had found their targets, Ling Ling could not help marveling as well. They slowly descended and examined the unconscious members of the African National Team. They seemed to have passed out from the intense heat and heatstroke.
After confirming that they were all still alive, Leng Mu used his Power of Creation to weave a Desert Sand Cart from wood elements, then tossed all of them onto it.
"All right, let's retreat. By the way, Ling Ling, if you had a chance to awaken your magic early, would you take it?"
Leng Mu pulled the sand cart with his left hand while carrying Ling Ling and running swiftly toward Mo