For five consecutive days, Qin Hao and the crow hadn't encountered any beast attacks, allowing their tense nerves to relax slightly.
"Just how vast is this Yellow Desert? We've been flying for nearly a million miles," the demonic crow spoke.
Qin Hao: "This desert is at least tens of millions of miles, we still have to fly for months to get out."
Ever since Qin Hao knew this was the Endless Wilderness, he checked the map; the Black Desert lays deep in the Endless Wilderness, spanning thousands of miles. Luckily, Qin Hao wasn't in the central area of the Black Desert, or he truly wouldn't have survived.
The crow was taken aback by his words: "Tens of millions of miles? Damn!"
Just then, the distant cry of a fierce bird echoed, causing the crow to shiver, almost tossing Qin Hao off.
Qin Hao, a bit annoyed, said: "Look at your courage."
The demonic crow explained: "Young Master, that should be a vulture, and from the sound, it seems like a Mahayana Realm beast."
