Chapter 5512
Across the wasteland, the sandstorm still raged.
The wind, whistling with 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.
Kai and Hu Mazi, one in front and one behind, struggled forward against the fierce wind.
Their footsteps sank deep into the sand, each step requiring immense effort.
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The wind whipped at their faces, the sand stung their skin like needles, but they pressed forward with determination.
They had been walking 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’s will.
This wasteland of the Seventh Heaven seemed like a forgotten land, its immortal energy dwindling and its environment harsh.
No wonder two groups would risk their lives for a single immortal spring.
Kai didn’t know how big the wasteland was, or when he would be able to get out. He wanted to fly out, but it seemed as if something was pulling him back, requiring a large amount of spiritual energy.
They didn’t have many resources to replenish right now, so as long as there was no danger, they had to save as much as they could.
“Kai, we’ve been walking for several days now, and we haven’t seen a single person, let alone the Sixth Hall of the Divine Temple.”
Hu Mazi wiped the dust off his face and said helplessly.
His face was full of fatigue and anxiety, and his already rough skin became even more dry and cracked under the attack of the wind and sand in the past few days.
Kai stopped and glanced at the vast wasteland around him, frowning slightly.
He was dressed in white, and he looked particularly calm in the strong wind.
According to his speculation, the Sixth Hall of the Divine Temple, as a major force, should not be difficult to find.
After all, such a powerful force would inevitably leave behind some clues.
But the truth was, they hadn’t found a single clue, as if the Sixth Hall of the Divine Temple were a myth, a myth that didn’t even exist in this world.
“It seems the Sixth Hall’s location is indeed hidden, or perhaps the monks here are extremely secretive about it,”
Kai said in a deep voice. His voice was muffled by the strong wind, but it carried an undeniable resolve.
They had encountered a few scattered monks over the past few days.
Most of them were in a hurry, as if they were hiding from something.
But at the mention of the Sixth Hall, they either shook their heads and declared ignorance or hurried away in panic, as if the name was taboo.
Once, they encountered a seemingly kind old man. As soon as Kai asked about the Sixth Hall, the old man’s face instantly turned pale, his lips trembling, and he couldn’t utter a word. He simply waved his hands frantically, then turned and ran, as if pursued by a monstrous beast.
“This isn’t a solution. We have to think of another way,”
Hu Mazi said anxiously.
He knew Kai needed a large amount of immortal stones to break through, but now he couldn’t even find the shadow of the Sixth Hall of the Divine Temple, let alone obtain immortal stones.
He was secretly worried, thinking that if he continued to search without any clues, Kai’s breakthrough would be delayed.
And the souls of his clansmen, the later they found them, the more trouble would happen.
Just when the two were at their wit’s end, a woman’s cry for help suddenly came from afar, breaking the silence of the wasteland.
“Help! Let me go! Who are you?”
The voice was crisp and rapid, with obvious fear and struggle.
Amid the howling wind, the voice seemed particularly weak, but it clearly reached the ears of Kai and Hu Mazi.