boom!
In an instant, Yang Fan blasted open a short passage through the sandstorm that formed a sand wall in front of him.
"roar!"
The final dragon roared and led everyone forward at breakneck speed.
When the passage that Yang Fan had created was filled with sand again, the End Demon Dragon barely made it through.
Then.
Yang Fan used the same trick again, continuing to clear a path ahead.
With the help of Yang Fan, a master at the three-star Immortal King realm, the End Demon Dragon felt a significant reduction in pressure.
Its speed has also picked up again.
I don't know how long we flew through the sandstorm, but suddenly...
The weather, which was filled with yellow sand just a moment ago, suddenly became calm and peaceful.
All the sand grains, like hidden weapons, vanished without a trace.
"What...what happened?"
"What about... those sandstorms?"
"Looking back, it seems we've passed through that terrifying sandstorm wall."
The Jiang family head and the other immortals were all stunned and couldn't react for a moment.
They turned their heads to look back in the direction they had come from.
They discovered that the eerie and terrifying sandstorm was not far behind them.
Strangely, it seemed as if there was a transparent, yet real, barrier behind it.
This barrier keeps those dangerous sandstorms at bay, preventing them from getting in.
With that critical point as the watershed, on one side, strong winds raged, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and sandstorms raged.
On the other side, the wind was calm and the land was desolate... as if they had crossed into an unknown desert world.
"How could there be such a vast, desolate wasteland in the center of this island?"
Yang Fan was shocked and incredulous.
Since arriving on this island floating in a sea of stardust and mist, strange things have been happening one after another.
The outer layer is blocked by bloodthirsty bats, and the middle layer is filled with various ancient demons.
And within this inner layer, a sandstorm appeared... and there was also a vast, barren area.
Where is this place?
It stretches as far as the eye can see... like a small, independent world.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
As Yang Fan was pondering this, a commotion came from behind him.
Yang Fan turned his head and saw that the group of immortals, including the purple-robed master, had also crossed the sandstorm and entered.
Yang Fan was not surprised that the purple-robed master could enter so quickly.
After all, his cultivation level was much higher than Yang Fan's.
If it weren't for the various treasures Yang Fan possessed, along with his powerful holy body and bloodline, he might not have been a match for him.
If he could easily cross the sandstorm wall, it's perfectly normal for this purple-robed immortal to be able to as well.
"Holy crap! Where am I?"
The immortals who came with the purple-robed master were dumbfounded.
Their reaction was exactly the same as when the Jiang family patriarch and other immortals first arrived.
They looked at the calm, desolate ruins in front of them, then at the lightning, thunder, and sandstorm behind them, exchanging bewildered glances.
"Young friend, this is..."
The purple-robed master flew over quickly and asked Yang Fan a question.
"have no idea."
Yang Fan ignored him and led the group directly into the depths of the desolate ruins ahead.
"..."
The purple-robed master was speechless.
Is this a case of accepting a treasure and then turning their backs on you?
He didn't linger and immediately led the group of immortals behind him to follow.
"Be careful, there seems to be something in the ruins below."
Yang Fan looked down at the writhing sand below and squinted slightly.
This desolate ruin is definitely not as peaceful as it looks.
His intuition told him that the danger hidden here was probably ten times greater than the strange sandstorm that had occurred before.
"Ouch! Something bit me."
Just as Yang Fan finished his warning, a shrill scream rang out.
Everyone turned to look and was immediately terrified.
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