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The Sand Behemoth swept across, covering the entire sky like a vast blanket.
Wherever it passed, the collapsing desert reclaimed its form once again.
The violent and intense fire attribute still existed, not diminishing at all despite the Sand Behemoth's emergence.
Time passed, and the Yanhuang Tago Desert returned to calm.
The ruins of the Ancient City were now deeply buried under a layer of yellow sand, and Feng Wuchen and his party were also buried deep within an underground hideout.
Deep underground, with the passages sealed, the twelve of them, including Feng Wuchen, surely didn't have sufficient oxygen in the hideout.
For this reason, Feng Wuchen first cleared the passageways to ensure they had enough oxygen before resuming their forging.
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In a mysterious space, within an extremely large and magnificent palace.
In the grand hall, a middle-aged man appeared out of nowhere with a corpse, silent and traceless.