Jiang Si, carrying the Heavenly Bottle, ventured alone into the depths of the desert.

She first saw her senior sister here, and now she's going to settle things here.

Jiang Si looked up at the sky, hoping that such good times would continue.

The next moment, Qin Zhi, Xie Wuyi, and Guan Qian all appeared at the same time.

Jiang Si: "..."

How did you end up here?

Qin Zhi snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "Why would I come here? Of course, it's because I don't want you to be the hero alone."

"Hey Jiang Si, you're really not being fair! How can you fight without me?" Xie Wuyi, having had his fill of being cool, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

“I’m the head of a department, there’s no reason for me to let my subordinates do it,” Guan Qian said.

Jiang Si smiled but didn't say anything.

It's not bad that she had a few people to keep her company before she died, unlike in her previous life when she died alone and miserable.

"Is the dragon head down there?" Guan Qian asked.

“Yes, the dragon’s aura gathers at the dragon’s head. Once the dragon’s head is cut off, the others will be no match for it,” Jiang Si said.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go in quickly," Guan Qian said.

Before they even got inside, several more drought demons appeared amidst the swirling yellow sand.

His clothes were tattered, his hair was sparse, and his yellowish-brown skin was cracked, revealing wounds filled with yellow pus.

Jiang Si's eyes grew even colder.

She hadn't forgotten that it was that so-called True Ancestor who turned her senior sister into a drought demon, causing her to suffer the torment of being burned for ten thousand years.

Now they're resorting to the same old trick, using the drought demon to deal with her again.

The true ancestor was quite adept at killing a man by destroying his spirit.

Jiang Si drew her Cold Light Sword in an instant.