Xiao Wuhen hadn't recovered from Ye Feng's terrifying appetite, and subconsciously replied: "From... heading north from Qingfeng City, through the 'Endless Sea of Sand', you will reach the border of the Northern Territory. But the sand sea has a harsh environment, and there are quicksand monsters infested, so it is extremely dangerous..."
"Okay, let's go there." Ye Feng waved his hand and made a decision. "You, come with me." He pointed at Xiao Wuhen.
"Me?" Xiao Wuhen was stunned.
"Yes, it's you." Ye Feng said matter-of-factly, "I'm new here and I'm not familiar with the place, so I have to have a guide and errand boy, right? I think you're a good fit."
Xiao Wuhen opened his mouth and looked at his ancestor for help.
Xiao Zhenshan stroked his beard and smiled and nodded: "Wuhen, just follow him and go out to practice more. Following him will be of great benefit to you and our Xiao family. Along the way, you must follow Brother Ye's lead in everything."
"Yes, ancestor." Seeing that his ancestor had spoken, Xiao Wuhen could only accept it with a grimace. He had a feeling that his next trip would probably be quite...exciting.
"Then it's settled." Ye Feng stood up and patted Xiao Wuhen's shoulder with such force that he almost fell down again. "Let's go, don't waste time, go early and come back early. I'm still waiting to come back and try your roasted whole lamb on Qingfeng City West Street."
After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Wuhen's reaction, he swayed and turned into a stream of light directly from the window of Wangjiang Tower, shooting towards the northern sky.
"Hey! Brother Ye, wait for me!" Xiao Wuhen wailed, and quickly took out his flying sword, which turned into a sword light, and hurriedly chased after him.
On the top floor, only Xiao Zhenshan was left. He looked at the backs of the two people disappearing into the horizon, his cloudy eyes shining with an unprecedented light.
"The Curtain Keeper...the demonized Heaven..." He muttered to himself, clenching his fists tightly.
"This pool of stagnant water that has been churning for thousands of years is finally... going to be completely overturned!"
The endless sea of sand.
It lives up to its name. Looking around, there is nothing but sand.
The sand dunes are rolling and rolling, extending to the end of the world.
The sky was dyed dim yellow by the wind and sand, and the sun turned into a blurry disk.
The air is filled with a burning breath. For ordinary monks, the spiritual power in their bodies will drain away at an accelerated rate when they are here, let alone those deadly quicksand traps and monster beasts lurking under the sea of sand.
This is a restricted area of life and the burial place of countless business travelers and adventurers.
Two figures suddenly appeared in this desert.
Ye Feng stretched out with great interest and took a deep breath of the dusty air.
"Well, the air is good, pure natural and pollution-free, but it's a bit irritating to the throat." Ye Feng commented.
Xiao Wuhen took out the animal skin map, compared it with several iconic huge sand dunes around him, and said for a long time: "We have crossed the most dangerous "Storm Corridor" and "Quicksand Demon Realm" in the sand sea. Less than five hundred miles further, we will reach the border of the Northern Territory - Blackstone Fortress."
"Oh? So fast? It seems that I have a good sense of direction. Okay, let's take a rest here, eat something, and...wait for a few guests."
"Guests?" Xiao Wuhen was stunned. His consciousness swept across a hundred miles. Except for the sound of wind and the occasional sand scorpion without eyes, there was not even a shadow of a ghost.
Ye Feng didn't explain, just found a leeward sand dune to sit down, and slowly took out a roast chicken and a bottle of wine from the storage ring.
Xiao Wuhen was doubtful, but out of trust in Ye Feng, he still remained vigilant and stood aside silently.
As time passed, the sun gradually set in the west, dyeing the entire sea of sand with a layer of blood.
Just when Xiao Wuhen's patience was about to be exhausted, a line of small black dots appeared on the sand dunes in the distance.
The black spot quickly approached, it was a small caravan.
Three trucks dragged by giant sand camel beasts, and a dozen monks who looked like guards.
They looked dusty and tired, but each of them had a cultivation level above the middle stage of Mahayana. The leader, a big man with a scar face, had a level of cultivation at the early stage of transcending the tribulation, which was on par with Xiao Wuhen.
Such a force, which can be considered elite anywhere, disguises itself as an ordinary caravan and travels in this sea of sand, which itself is weird.
The caravan apparently also discovered Ye Feng and Xiao Wuhen under the sand dunes. They stopped immediately and put on a alert posture.
The scar-faced man mobilized the sand camel beast, took a few steps forward, and shouted loudly from a distance: "The two fellow Taoists in front of us, we are from the 'Four Seas Chamber of Commerce'. We are passing through here. I wonder what these two fellow Taoists are here for?" His voice was loud, with the boldness of a Jianghu man, but deep in his eyes, there was wariness.
Xiao Wuhen was about to speak, but was stopped by Ye Feng's look.
Ye Feng slowly tore off a chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Nothing, I'm tired from the journey, let's take a rest. You are busy with your business, don't worry about us."
A strange color flashed in the eyes of the scar-faced man. In the hinterland of the endless sand sea, two young men, one eating roast chicken and the other standing still, faced their team. Instead of being nervous at all, they showed a sense of...ignorance?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
He exchanged glances with the guards behind him, with a warm smile on his face: "So that's it. Meeting is fate. In this sea of sand, monsters are rampant, and one more person means more care. We are going to go too. Blackstone Fortress, how about two fellow Taoists walking with us so that we can take care of them on the way?"
As he spoke, he commanded the caravan to surround Ye Feng and the other two without leaving a trace, forming a vague encirclement.
Xiao Wuhen's brows furrowed. He already felt that the other party had ill intentions. The mountain and river fan moved slightly in the hand, and the spiritual power was secretly moving.
Ye Feng didn't seem to notice. He took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, looked up at Scarface, who had walked closer, and suddenly laughed.
"The acting is good, but the eyesight is too bad." Ye Feng threw away the cleanly chewed chicken bones, "Don't you, the "curtain keepers", recruit people now and don't undergo pre-job training? You can't even recognize what the target looks like, so you dare to come up and die?"
One sentence, like a thunder, exploded in the ears of everyone in the caravan!
The smile on Scarface’s face instantly solidified, replaced by endless murderous intent!
"You..." He just said one word.
"Do it!"
A loud shout did not give Ye Feng any time to react. The dozen guards, as well as the drivers on the three trucks, burst out with aura at the same time! There is no trace of a tired business traveler, with murderous looks in their eyes and a fierce look in their eyes!
More than a dozen magic weapons turned into a web of death, coming overwhelmingly toward Ye Feng from all directions!
What’s even more frightening is that the moment they took action, the entire space fluctuated. An invisible force of restriction rose from the yellow sand beneath their feet, forming a huge cage that blocked all space fluctuations within a kilometer radius!