Inside the carriage, Mo Jian contemplated what he had just learned from Peng Bo. He never thought the path to the Central Region would be this filled with danger.
If they had not come up with sufficient preparation, perhaps their journey to the Central Region would have been his greatest mistake.
Taking a deep breath to calm his thoughts, he returned to his study, no more worrying about the threat from the Desert of Fallen.
Outside, their caravan and the Evernight Treasure Hall caravan raced through the narrow path.
With the two caravans forming a temporary alliance, their overall strength increased and the courage to pass through the Desert of Fallen grew.
As they journeyed through the rocky plain, the landscape slowly began to change. Rocks and trees began to disappear, yellow sands appeared, and the temperature rose sharply.
