The desert stretched boundlessly, vast and hazy. The flat expanse of yellow sand spread all the way to the horizon, where it met the sky in an undulating line of saw-toothed dunes.
Within it, a person seemed so insignificant.
The merciless sun blazed like flames, unobstructedly scorching the earth. The vast desert was baked like a steamer, its heat oppressive.
At this time, a team of riders emerged from the sandstorm, led by an elder with sinister eyes that gave off a cold and eerie air, and beside him was a kindly-looking old man dressed in a purple robe, his demeanor gentle.
These two were none other than Taiyin Kui, one of Houjin's top experts, and Jiang Shang, the former Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect.
Following them were two Dharma Kings from the Great Snow Mountain, whose cultivation was at the realm of the Second Qi Grandmaster.
Taiyin Kui swept a gaze around and said, "This is the place."
"Oh?"