After flying about a million miles, a black line appeared at the edge of the horizon. But as they drew closer, it turned out to be a boundless desert made of grey gravel.
This must be the renowned Illusionary Howl Desert in the Ancient Devil Realm!
Within the streak of light, Han Li squinted his eyes, blue light flickering in his pupils as he surveyed the distance.
The grey sand stretched endlessly to the horizon, with the exception of the sparse low shrubs at the edge; nothing else grew within, resembling an ordinary desert aside from its peculiar color.
However, the high sky above the desert was overcast, filled with low yellow clouds, making it appear as if it were an entirely different world just separated by a thin line from the outside sky.
About ten miles away from the desert, the yellow-haired large man led the descent, the streak of light gathering and revealing itself on the nearby ground.
The others naturally followed suit, descending closely behind.
