Woo woo woo~~~
An endless expanse of yellow sand, with gale-force winds howling as terrifying tornadoes sweep up infinite sands, wreaking havoc between heaven and earth.
Unceasing, never-ending.
Lin Zheyu sat cross-legged on the ground, with the hurricane swirling past him, instantly burying him in countless yellow sands.
Bang~~
After the hurricane passed.
Lin Zheyu's body slightly trembled, the yellow sand scattered, and the small pile of sand on the ground disappeared in an instant.
"Four days now..."
"There's not the slightest trace of spiritual energy in this place; could it be that the Witch Race strongman intends to trap me here until I perish?"
Lin Zheyu opened his eyes and looked at the endless yellow sand, sensing an ominous feeling in his heart.
Being trapped in a place is not scary.
Even if that place were the Demon Realm, it would be so.
The terrifying part is being trapped in a barren world, devoid of anything, no spiritual energy, no demonic energy.
