The scorching sun hung high in the boundless blue sky, baking the endless desert until it was scorching hot. It seemed as if every grain of sand was trembling in the heat waves, releasing a searing breath.
The sky was a white bright blue, without a single cloud daring to appear here. Only the sun dominated the sky, relentlessly pouring down golden rays, adding a dazzling gold to the desert.
In this vast and harsh sea of sand, there were almost no signs of life, with only a few occasional withered yellow bushes stubbornly rooted in the sand. Their branches and leaves had lost their former vitality, yet they still stood stubbornly, becoming a rare ornament in this desolate land.
In the depths of this seemingly lifeless desert, a caravan stretching hundreds of meters was slowly moving forward, like a thin black line, tracing the trajectory of life on the golden sands.
