Yang Qi and his companions entered the teleportation portal and were whisked through space-time to a location deep in the Great Necropolis, a pathway as broad and spacious as any other, except filled with endless sand. It was impossible to say how many planes of existence filled those sands, or what they contained.

Those who entered the desert fearfully looked around. After all, the first thing that met their senses were violent tempests and the weeping of ghosts and wailing of gods. An aura of malignancy, death, despair, terror, and suffocation immediately weighed down on all of them, giving them the urge to flee immediately.

Of course, no one fled.

Most of the people present were veterans of many missions, and knew that they had no choice but to try to finish the assigned task once they had reached their destination. If they tried to escape, they would lose any chance at life.

“Let’s go. This is the Exquisite Desert!”

“Don’t even think of trying to run away. No one has ever...