"How long should we expect to be chased?" Sun Hang asked again.
"The longest is a few minutes, the shortest is about ten seconds." Candle Dragon gripped the steering wheel tightly, his expression serious. "The speed of the sandstorm keeps changing, and it's impossible to estimate accurately."
"How far are we from the stone forest?"
"Just ahead!" Ya Qiaoxi gritted her teeth and said, "We'll be there soon!"
The speed of two cars had already reached two hundred and forty kilometers per hour, the limit of controllable range on this road. Any faster, the ground bumps alone would be enough to fling the whole car away.
Ten seconds later, a fairly large stone forest appeared right ahead in sight, and simultaneously, the sky suddenly darkened.
Sun Hang and Xue Yue turned around at the same time and looked back, only to see a sky-covering sandstorm coming towards them like a thousand-foot high wall, surging like mountains and seas!
