The scorching sun had hung high in the sky of this realm for a full nine days.
But the pitch-black darkness lasted for only nine hours.
After nine hours, the pitch-black darkness dissipated, and the scorching sun once again hung high in the sky.
Yellow sand filled the air as heatwaves rolled across the land.
After a night, Chu Mu's situation seemed to have remained unchanged.
The Sand-tailed Scorpion Tide was still endless, surging forward wave after wave.
He was still one man with one saber, trapped in the midst of this endless, bloody slaughter.
However, compared to his previous desperate flight, his mindset had shifted. It was as if that Pill Pattern Elixir had pulled him out of the mindless, instinct-driven slaughter.
With his composure restored, he naturally began to think more.
'This Desert Sea... it seems... shrouded in suspicion, too.'
