The original exit of the Desolate Realm was likewise covered in yellow sand, making it impossible to see where the exit was.
But it was certain that this place was the previous exit.
Yet now, the exit was gone.
As if it had vanished into thin air.
Ye Xuan led the group to descend here, squinting his eyes as he looked at the scene.
Did it really close ahead of time?
If that's true, then everyone is trapped here, unable to get out.
Waiting for the next opening of the Desolate Realm, who knows how many tens of thousands of years that will take.
"Ye Xuan?"
A shout came from the distance.
Ye Xuan turned his head to see that it was Lu Li and others from the Ancient Rakshasa Sect.
This change evidently did not cause any loss to the Ancient Rakshasa Sect.
After all, they were top overlords; it was impossible for them to be without means.
This place was after all the periphery of the Desolate Realm; as fearsome as the sandstorm was, it couldn't destroy them.
