Shortly after the Heavenly Province Academy’s party went into the storm, they were separated. The storm might’ve gotten weaker, but it still couldn’t be underestimated. The feeling of the fine sand slamming into their bodies was terrible, not to mention that their vision was heavily impeded by the sand.

There was nothing they could do about being separated, and there were some who had lost their direction and accidentally came out of the sandstorm.

Lin Yun slowly walked through the sandstorm with his sword aura covering him. He narrowed his eyes as he poured his origin energy into his pupils in order to see the faint silhouettes around him. However, those silhouettes were immediately devoured by the sandstorm.

Mo Ling and the rest who were traveling with him had disappeared, so Lin Yun ultimately gave up looking for them. He casually chose a direction and pressed forward. Although he wasn’t traveling at a fast pace, he had thrown many...