face darkened.Today he has already used two trump cards, one is the Phantom Yin Worm and the other is the Deadly Poison Mist.These two trump cards, whenever he used them, the target was inevitably kil...An hour later, Fang Yu returned to the surface of the sea.
By this time, he had learned from the Blue Crow about the time of the appearance of this ancestral land and the basic situation afterwards.
“It’s one-way in, and there’s no coming back out. And that fire silkworm from the clan who escaped only to die was mentioned separately… People…” Fang Yu’s eyes flickered as he looked at the surging light before him.
Standing here, the feeling of unease is even more pronounced.
"Whoosh!"
He soon entered the light.
In the instant he passed through the light, he felt a sense of relief wash over him.
A force of spatial law enveloped him.
"Zeng!"
Fang Yu only felt a flash of strong light in front of his eyes.
When his vision began to return, his feet were already planted on solid ground.
"Hum..."
The light before him gradually faded.
Fang Yu found himself in a vast desert.
All that could be seen was yellow sand, and the sky had taken on the dim yellow of the setting sun.
At a glance, it stretches endlessly.
On the desert, besides rolling sand dunes, there was nothing to be seen.
Fang Yu looked around, releasing his divine sense and spreading it outward.
Within a radius of ten miles, all that lay within sight was before his eyes.
No significant abnormalities were found.
But, about five kilometers out to the north on the ground, he saw clear footprints.
These footprints are scattered and numerous, evidently marching northwards.
"Could it be the team that entered here before" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, "Why didn't they choose to fly with their qi, but walk on this sand instead"
"Whoosh!"
Fang Yu didn't think too much, and flew directly to the location where the footprints were.
He was incredibly fast, reaching the footprints in a moment and landing on the sandy ground.
When Fang Yu stood before the footprints, he suddenly realized that something was amiss.
Footprints themselves are perfectly normal and look very much like those left by humans wearing shoes.
Although messy, the footprints are not complete, seeming to be only half of a footprint.
And, it's only the footprints from the first half.
Why is thises the spirit of a true samurai...""Of course, Mr. Honda is a highly respected senior figure in the kendo world of Japan!""Mr. Honda..."All the guests stood frozen, their eyes wide with shock.Why did...