Chapter 319 Northwest Desert.
Five days later.
As daylight slowly faded, the scorching sun was replaced by the cold moonlight. The daytime heat of the entire Gobi Desert subsided, enveloping it in a chilly wind.
"Crackling..."
In a cave in the Gobi Desert, a flame crackled among a pile of dry wood, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold night.
"Ugh... this soul beast meat is really awful..."
Ma Hongjun, who had already woken up, was chewing on something that looked like a chicken wing. However, judging from the expression on his face, he was definitely not feeling well.
"In this godforsaken place, it's good enough to have something to eat..."
Xuan Mo glanced at Ma Hongjun with annoyance after swallowing the roasted meat in his mouth with difficulty, "Still being picky."
You see, he was also a person who valued food above all else. If there wasn't really nothing else to eat, he would never have been so insane as to eat this dry stuff for three days.
Just three days ago, after Ma Hongjun also woke up, having another mouth to feed meant that their already dwindling food supplies were consumed.
Furthermore, their soul power was far depleted compared to last time, so they had to find a cave to settle down and recover.
Otherwise, with their strength reduced to less than a tenth of what it was before, whether they could even survive to leave the Gobi Desert was questionable.
Left with no other choice, they ate the flesh of carrion vultures.
"Hmm…right, Brother Mo, should we be almost done?"
Ma Hongjun took a bite of roasted meat and casually poked his head out of the cave.
But as soon as he emerged, "Bang!"
"Ouch! Brother Mo, what are you doing?!" The roasted meat fell from his hand, but Ma Hongjun quickly pulled back to look at Xuan Mo.
"What? What do you think?"
Xuan Mo retorted, glaring at Ma Hongjun as if to say he had no sense of propriety at all.
"Let's conserve our strength for leaving the Gobi Desert tomorrow."
Ma Hongjun was overjoyed at this suggestion.
But before his lips could fully curl into a smile, Xuan Mo's next words left him completely stunned.
He heard, "Also, that discarded roasted bird wing is your dinner today. Just pick it up and blow on it, don't waste it..."
In that instant, it was like a bolt from the blue for Ma Hongjun, followed by a look of "regret."
Of course, this was towards Ma Hongjun himself.
In the Gobi Desert, although not a true wasteland, the sandstorms were still fierce, raging relentlessly.
Two young men, each wearing a tattered robe eroded by the yellow sand, were slowly walking against the wind and sand. Even their tracks were quickly obscured by the passing sand.
The harshness of the Gobi environment here was somewhat unexpected for Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun, not to mention how the treacherous Gobi Desert had been formed.
Even the barren land beneath their feet and the yellow sand blowing in the wind were even more torturous under the scorching sun.
As they walked slowly, the oncoming wind, carrying fine sand, whipped against Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun's faces.
If it weren't for their soul power protecting them, Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun would have avoided being disfigured by the fierce sandstorm.
However, after walking in the Gobi Desert for almost a day, Xuan Mo could clearly feel that although his soul power was almost exhausted, it was recovering much faster than before, and even the quality of his soul power condensation was quite good.
After walking slowly for another hundred meters, Ma Hongjun supported himself on the Gobi Desert with one hand, wiped the sweat that flowed from his forehead to his chin, and licked his dry lips.
Then, he looked at the Gobi Desert, which still seemed endless.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun took out a bottle of water from his storage soul tool and took a few big gulps.
But just then, "Drink slowly," Xuan Mo grabbed the bottle, stopping Ma Hongjun.
"We can't chug it down. Usually, the loser just sips. We don't even know when we'll be able to get out of here."
Ma Hongjun looked at Xuan Mo with a wry smile.
"Brother Mo, can you give me a heads-up? Where exactly are we in the Sun and Moon Continent right now?"
Xuan Mo took out another map of the Sun and Moon Continent, drawn based on what Di Tian had told him.
After looking at the map for a while, he frowned and said, "Looking at the location shown here, we're in the northwestern desert of the Sun and Moon Continent. There will be endless Gobi Desert along the way. So, judging from this, this means we're in the northwest."
Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up immediately.
"Does that mean, Brother Mo, the place you mentioned…"
"That's right."
Before Ma Hongjun could finish speaking, Xuan Mo put away the map and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Gobi Desert ahead.
"Actually, as long as we get out of this Gobi Desert…"
"We'll get there!"
"No."
At this moment, Xuan Mo's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Ma Hongjun's head.
"To be precise, we can now find the approximate location. However, it seems we're lost in this area."
Ma Hongjun's previously excited face immediately froze, staring at Xuan Mo in astonishment.
He hadn't expected Xuan Mo to say such a thing.
Lost in the Gobi Desert…
However, at that moment, both Ma Hongjun and Xuan Mo's expressions changed slightly.
Simultaneously, Xuan Mo reacted the fastest of the two. He flipped his hand, and a surge of soul power shot fiercely into the ground beside him.
"Hiss!"
As the soul power, sharp as a sword, pierced the ground, a shrill and unpleasant hissing sound echoed from beneath.
Then, the ground beneath Xuan Mo's feet exploded, and a pool of crimson blood burst forth.
Immediately afterward, Xuan Mo glanced at the ground around the bloodstain and said expressionlessly to Ma Hongjun beside him.
"Fatty, this is a snake-type spirit beast, and there seem to be more underground nearby..."
"Don't worry! Leave it to me!"
A flicker of excited relief flashed in Ma Hongjun's eyes. Even before his spirit beast had fully possessed him, a line of phoenix fire shot from his mouth, radiating outwards across the ground.
While the ground didn't change much, it became extremely hot under the scorching flames. In no time, the smell of roasting meat reached Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun's noses.
At this moment, Xuan Mo lowered his head slightly, glancing at the scorching sand and the mangled snake-type spirit beast, but neither he nor Ma Hongjun paid it much attention.
However, just then, Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun seemed to sense something, stopping in their tracks, their brows furrowing as they looked towards another direction...
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