"We're there?"
Jiang Feng and Mu Qiuyi were stunned when they heard this, looking down to see the barren desert beneath them where Quanyang Chun was pointing. It looked like nothing special, just a bigger sandstorm.
This was actually the location of the Netherworld Hall?!
It was truly incredible!
"Let's go down; if we fly any further, we'll overshoot!" Quanyang Chun said with a sinister smile.
He was eager for revenge after enduring the humiliation along the way. At last, Jiang Feng and Mu Qiuyi were delivered to the tiger's den!
Mu Qiuyi didn't hesitate and reluctantly piloted the helicopter, descending.
Soon, the helicopter landed in the heart of the Great Desert, where the yellow sand was everywhere.
This place was indeed desolate, not even a trace of human habitation, let alone a green plant, looking particularly barren and desolate.
