The speed of the sandstorm was incredibly fast. Xu Huo and the others had only moved a few kilometers in the opposite direction before it caught up to them. It wasn't just the overwhelming sand, the wind was also particularly strong—people could barely stand within it. Even though they used defense props, they couldn't prevent themselves from being swept away by the wind, only temporarily shielded from the sandstorm while inside their defense props.
Due to the sandstorm, the Different Species Group either scattered or were buried in place, which relieved them of a hassle.
"Thank goodness, as long as we get through this blast, we'll be fine," Gao Dawei sighed with relief, habitually glancing around, "Where have we been blown to? Are Brother Hei and the others nearby?"
