Chapter 5512

Across the wasteland, the sandstorm still raged.

The fierce wind, carrying gravel, tore through the vast expanse like angry beasts.

The whistling sound, like the roar of an ancient beast, instilled awe and fear in the hearts of the people.

David and Hu Mazi, one in front and one behind, struggled forward in the raging wind.

Their footsteps sank deeper and deeper into the sand, each step requiring immense effort.

The wind whipped at their faces, the sand stung their skin like needles, but they remained steadfast, forging ahead.

They had walked for days, yet had found no trace of the Sixth Hall.

In this vast wasteland, they were like two insignificant grains of sand, tossed and turned by fate.

The wasteland of the Seventh Heaven seemed like a forgotten land, its immortal energy dwindling to an eerie degree, and the environment was incredibly harsh.

wonder two groups would risk their lives

idea how vast the wasteland was, or when he could finally escape. He tried to fly out, but it felt as if something was pulling him back, requiring a significant expenditure of spiritual

replenish, so as long as they weren’t in

walking for days now, and we haven’t seen

helplessly, wiping the dust from

his already rough skin becoming even more dry and cracked by the wind and

sweeping across the

remarkably calm

Divine Hall, a major power,

would inevitably leave behind

as if the Sixth Hall of

Hall’s location is indeed hidden, or perhaps the monks here are

deep voice. His voice was muffled by the strong wind, but it carried an undeniable

few days, they had encountered

hurry, as if they were hiding

mention of the Sixth Hall, they either shook their heads and said they didn’t know, or hurried away in panic, as if the name

Sixth Hall, the old man’s face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn’t say a word. He just waved his hands frantically, then turned and ran, as if

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