This space also seemed to have day and night. Zhang Deming had been traveling for the better part of the day, and the fiery orb in the sky began to set in the west. Evening was approaching.
Zhang Deming, who had been walking in silence, paused for a moment. He had been keeping his Spiritual Eye active the entire time he was moving, constantly performing reconnaissance.
Now, within the endless desert, his Spiritual Eye detected something unusual ahead and to his right.
His spirits lifted slightly, but he didn't make any rash moves.
On the sand, the vine continued to extend in its set direction, and Zhang Deming dutifully followed its path.
As he drew closer, Zhang Deming got a clear look at what had caught his attention.
From a distance, it appeared to be an incredibly resilient shrub.
Zhang Deming anchored the vine in place and walked up to the shrub.
