After an intimate moment with Zhu Qingshuang, their relationship took a significant step forward, and Zhu Qingshuang had truly become Ye Haochuan's woman.
After a brief rest, once Zhu Qingshuang's injuries had mostly healed, the two set off by sword, intending to leave this place devoid of spiritual energy as soon as possible.
Looking out, the vast desert stretches endlessly, with no end in sight.
The gravel beneath the scorching sun emitted a faint heat, and looking up, it seemed as if a gentle, continuous heatwave was wafting from the yellow sand beneath their feet.
Occasionally, whirlwinds rose over the desert, lifting the yellow sand high into the air like plumes of smoke that spun and raced across the desert.
The two traveled for several hours, yet before them, there was only desert upon desert, as if it would never end.
