Nie Li always felt that his rebirth was no simple matter. He had no idea which mighty being had laid out such a heaven-spanning scheme. Perhaps even his encounter with Ning'er had been no coincidence.
Their destinies were bound to become intertwined.
Three days later.
They were still searching for the Desert Divine Palace. Duan Jian had even unfurled his Black Dragon Wings and was soaring through the sky, searching nonstop.
Lu Piao was practically going mad. For days, they had been looking at the exact same scenery. Wherever he looked, there was nothing but blue sky and yellow sand. It was enough to drive anyone insane.
Going by the location in his memories, Nie Li said it should be nearby and asked them to search more carefully.
After hearing that, everyone split up to search.
Nie Li refused to believe it. The Desert Divine Palace was vast and magnificent. There was no way they could miss it.
He recalled his previous life.
Having already lost Ye Ziyun and all his companions, Nie Li had been unable to hold on any longer.
After all, what meaning was there in living on all alone?
Just as he fell to his knees, his vision blurring, he saw that enormous, magnificent palace standing in the desert ahead.
As though he had glimpsed hope, Nie Li forced himself to his feet and made his way to the entrance of the great hall. He reached out with both hands and pushed open the stone doors.
Inside stood all manner of strangely shaped statues, along with several lamps burning with some unknown substance.
On the stone table beneath the enormous statue at the very front lay a scattered pile of books and scrolls.
But Nie Li's gaze was fixed on the smallest book among them.
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