"Meow." The Desolate Silver Lynx gave a light call. Although she was within the quagmire range, she had activated Mountain Earth Concealment, and her heavy body would not sink.
"Oh?" Du Yu carefully observed the surroundings. "Has the dust range shrunk?"
The Desolate Silver Lynx seemed to confirm her viewpoint by directly canceling the Desert Sandstorm.
Countless yellow sands fell with a rustle, and a considerable portion of sand transformed by Demon Breath quietly vanished without a trace.
In an instant, the streets returned to clarity.
The yellow sands no longer swept, and the fierce-looking Sand Ghosts, having lost their environment, all vanished completely.
"Over there." Jiang Feng slightly raised his head, indicating the northwest direction.
Du Yu looked towards the northwest sky and saw that the yellow sands were still raging.
He spoke, "Senior Sister, the Spiritual Artifacts that have emerged in our era all have Artifact Spirits.
