In front of Xia Liu was a mass of vines.
Upon closer examination, it was discovered.
Under these plants were the earth and stones used by the ancients to build houses.
More visible were the brownish plants.
Having not seen sunlight for years, they exhibited no other colors.
Similar in color to the red cliffs.
Strangely, there was light behind him and on the towering red cliffs ahead.
They seemed like night pearls deliberately embedded as lighting devices.
Though the light was not very bright.
But Xia Liu, with his Wisdom Eyes, could clearly see his surroundings with just a hint of light.
He made sure that the place he was in was the outskirts of Loulan.
Not knowing what strange phenomena might be here, his Divine Sense could only extend a hundred meters around.
Even so, Xia Liu was already quite satisfied.
Danger lurked everywhere in Loulan.
Having a hundred meters to react gave him an advantage.
