But the suction power of quicksand is astonishing.

Yan Ning continued to sink at a visible speed, and in the blink of an eye, the sand had reached her thighs.

"Don't move!" Xie Huaiye roared.

He himself knelt on the edge of the quicksand, feeling the sand beneath his feet loosening.

He came up with a quick idea.

He grabbed the backpack next to him and put it under his body to increase the area of ​​force applied.

With his other hand, he held Yan Ning tightly.

"Huaiye, the sand is sucking me in..."

Yan Ning turned pale with fright.

She felt the cold sand wrapping around her and dragging her downwards like a living thing.

"It's okay, hold on to me..."

Xie Huaiye's forehead veins bulged, and his arms trembled uncontrollably from excessive force.

Just as Yan Ning was about to reach her waist.

He exerted all his strength, pulling her upwards little by little.

Every second felt like an eternity.

Finally, with a "poof" sound.

Yan Ning was finally pulled out.

She collapsed on the safe sand, gasping for breath.

The two, still shaken, stared at the slowly rotating quicksand pit.

Yan Ning said in a hoarse voice, "I almost didn't make it out... The quicksand is terrifying."

Xie Huaiye took a breath and reassured him, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let anything happen to you."

After resting for a while.

They continued their journey, searching for a desert city in the red sand region.

The sun is about to set.

They helped each other climb the last sand dune.

When standing on top of the sand dune.

Both of them held their breath involuntarily—

Ahead, an ancient city stands quietly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The mottled city walls were dyed golden-red by the sunset.

It's like a scene from a myth.

"Huaiye, we've found him..."

Yan Ning murmured, tears streaming down her face involuntarily.

Xie Huaiye grasped her hand, a tired yet relieved smile on his face:

"Yes, we found it."