In western Sumeru, all the eye could see was yellow sand filling the sky and bare, sand-eroded cliffs, as though they were telling of the desert's desolation, leaving one with little to do but sigh.
Daytime temperatures could reach forty or fifty degrees, and the scorching sunlight could easily burn a person's skin until it peeled, yet at night, temperatures could plummet below zero.
But even in such a harsh environment, a brilliant civilization had blossomed. Though the dwelling of its god had already been buried beneath endless yellow sand, the desert people, undaunted by hardship, still used their resilience and wisdom to write verses of a legacy passed from generation to generation across the boundless desert.
Aaru Village, the largest human settlement in the desert, was especially lively today, for Sumeru's god, Lesser Lord Kusanali, Acting Great Sage Alhaitham, and Great General Mahamatra Cyno had led a large contingent of Akademiya scholars across the enormous Wall of Samiel and officially entered the desert.
Among the Akademiya scholars who accompanied them, those from Amurta and Amurta made up the majority. Even Tighnari, who found the desert environment extremely difficult to adjust to, had insisted on coming, unwilling to miss the chance to witness this.
Besides them, the Eremite mercenaries led by Rahman and Dehya had also headed to Aaru Village together. As children of the desert, they naturally wanted to see this moment of vital importance to the desert with their own eyes.
This might have been the first time in hundreds of years that Aaru Village had seen such a grand gathering. Almost every major figure in Sumeru had come here, for one simple reason: to witness a miracle.
And this miracle would determine whether the entire Western Support Plan could proceed as intended. Everyone present kept glancing at