The sky over the Spiral Mountain Range turned a dusky yellow.
Countless grains of sand formed tornadoes, twisting and contorting in the air.
The Sand Sea Priest, clad in a gray robe and wearing an ancient mask, looked towards the peak of the Spiral Mountain Range, advancing step by step as the dreams along the way shattered one by one.
This posture resembled the ancient deities from the myths of the Aifei Region.
"Finally tracked me down, not bad."
Yan Zu chuckled softly twice, having long expected the Sand Sea Priest to find him, as he didn't intend to hide, and this world was just too small.
"I rather think I arrived too late. Had I come earlier, there would have been far less trouble," the Sand Sea Priest said, brimming with murderous intent.
The ancestors of the Priest Family merely sealed Yan Zu, but now the Sand Sea Priest wanted to kill him.
Although unsure if his ability was sufficient, he wanted to try.
