A great fireball hung in the sky, scorching the earth below. The weather was incredibly hot.
Not a speck of green could be seen, nor could a hint of moisture be felt.
The only thing that allowed Zhang Deming to relax slightly was that the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the environment hadn't changed significantly; it was still at the level of a One-Star Spirit Vein.
After surveying his surroundings, Zhang Deming's brow furrowed slightly. He had now learned the Entry-Level Technique for Arrays—Heart Eye Numerology—and it had even mutated a little.
Zhang Deming was certain this wasn't some kind of Array-generated environment, but a genuine, real desert.
He looked down at the storage pouch at his waist. To his senses, it was as if it didn't exist; he had completely lost his connection to it.
Zhang Deming tentatively channeled a bit of Spiritual Power into it, but the storage pouch didn't react at all.
'Looks like it's really been sealed.'
