Chapitre 1887: The intense desire to survive

In the blink of an eye, the shadow surrounding Song Shuhang was covered with a layer of yellow sand, creating a small desert.

"..." Song Shuhang. 

He had only been trying to recall Senior White's desert illusion. It was completely outside of his expectations that just the mere thought of it would immediately cause a desert to appear in his illusory reality.

Is it not just my mouth that's straightforward, but my brain as well?

If this continues, is there still any saving me?