Back at the Cultivation Academy, there were plenty of things to do and no shortage of distractions. But here, cultivation was the only form of entertainment. Otherwise, you'd just be left talking to the Yellow Sand.
It was a good thing there were a lot of people. Otherwise, it was impossible to imagine how one person could survive in a godforsaken place like this. They would surely go mad.
Routine patrols were a must, and they expanded their search radius every day. There had to be something here besides sand and Sand Worms. Every dimension was the same; there was always a reason for its existence. Besides, they definitely weren't the first group of people to be sent here.
This time, Wang Meng was on patrol with Ma Tian'Er, leading her through the air with Sword Flight.
"Tian'Er, do you feel like something's off?" After completing a circuit, the doubt in Wang Meng's heart grew.
