On a desolate mountain ridge, six figures fell in succession, all wearing expressions of relief after narrowly escaping calamity.
"We finally made it out..."
An Xian landed on the ground but stumbled and fell to her knees with a thud.
The dignified River Realm Great Power, reduced to such a sorry state—unthinkable back in the Human World.
An Xian glanced eastward, only to see an endless expanse of desert, resembling one of Da Xia's uninhabited zones in the west.
Sparse vegetation, an overwhelming grey-yellow palette.
Even the distant mountain ranges, undulating along the horizon, were bare and lifeless.
Yet, An Xian refused to turn back!
She had no desire to look at the eerie stone pillars behind them again.
"I know everyone is relieved, but now is not the time to let down our guard!" Meng Zhixuan spoke up, assuming the role of leader. "The Sand River Doll can tunnel underground.
