If there's a way to lure these environmentally-dependent demons outside, wouldn't it be easy to deal with them and quickly gain experience points?
Fang Yu was contemplating this possibility...
Rustle, rustle, rustle—
A sudden gust of wind blew from upfront.
The sandstorm swept in like a tornado, instantly engulfing everyone.
The group was riding horses at a fast pace, and with the sudden onset of the dust storm, they charged right into it without hesitation.
"It's just a bit of sand and wind, no need to worry. However, do stay alert. Before reaching Northern Cold Lake, we might encounter demon attacks. If you're overwhelmed, call for help loudly, and I will come to the rescue."
Daoist Qing Yan's voice rang from ahead, but few responded.
Everyone here is going to the Melted Heart Cave in the Land of Gathering Evil. A bit of sand and wind isn't enough to make them cry for help; what about their dignity?
