Published: August 28, 2025
Chapter 459: Black Desert
Not long after, a male cultivator slowly walked up from the other side of the small hill.
He appeared to be in his forties, with a sallow complexion. This was the very male cultivator who, inside the great hall, feared the supreme patriarch of dark yin like a tiger.
At this moment, he wore a peculiar emerald-green conical hat and held a white jade bowl in his hands. Even in such scorching heat, a faint chill emanated from his body.
It was clear that both of these items were extraordinary.
Once he reached the top of the hill, he, with a look of caution, began scanning his surroundings relentlessly, as if searching for something.
After seeing that the area was empty and nothing was around, the vigilance on his face deepened by threefold.
Not long ago, when he had glanced at the hill from a distance, he seemed to have seen a figure flicker on the hill.
Now, upon arriving, that person was nowhere to be found. Naturally, this made the male cultivator extremely alert!
After once again coldly surveying the nearby area, he silently inserted two fingers into the jade bowl, then suddenly pulled them out.
A white light shot out from the bowl, forming a circular arc that hovered above his head.
“Swift.”
The yellow-faced man formed a spell formation with one hand and softly whispered.
With a light "bang," the white light trembled before exploding, scattering like petals from a heavenly maiden, turning into countless points of starlight that enveloped an area dozens of yards wide.
Where the white light touched, layers of frost formed on the red ground, but still, no abnormalities appeared around.
Seeing this, a hint of doubt flashed across the man's face.
He lowered his head to think for a moment and concluded that perhaps he had been mistaken earlier and had only imagined the figure.
He set the matter aside and solemnly looked toward the Black Desert.
“This place is truly eerie,” the man muttered softly while staring at the strange Black Desert, his tone tinged with hesitation.
However, after only a brief moment of consideration, he flicked his sleeve, and a red light shot out, landing on the ground.
Once the glow faded, a small fiery-red fox-like beast appeared in its place.
The man snapped his fingers, and a green pill flew out.
The little beast immediately swallowed the pill and showed an expression of enjoyment.
“Go.”
The yellow-faced cultivator pointed unceremoniously toward the direction of the Black Desert and ordered the little beast.
The beast immediately pushed off with all four limbs, transforming into a streak of red light as it sped down the hill at an astonishing speed.
After a while, the fox-like beast had ventured dozens of yards deep into the black sand, making a wide circle accompanied by a yellow dragon, and returned unharmed.
No anomalies occurred!
It was as if the Black Desert, apart from its color, was no different from an ordinary desert.
The yellow-faced man was filled with astonishment; this outcome was clearly beyond his expectations.
He had been prepared for the “red raccoon beast” to be wiped out.
After all, this beast was only a first-level spiritual beast. Aside from its agility and acute sense of smell, it had no formidable abilities. Even if it died, he wouldn’t feel the slightest pain.
He furrowed his brows tightly, fixating on the little beast as it ran several circles back and forth across the desert.
Only after that did he whistle sharply and recall the “red raccoon beast,” which rushed back to the small hill and disappeared into his sleeve once again.
Then, the man’s expression became unsettled as he stared silently at the Black Desert.
But this time, he hesitated only briefly before moving his feet to step down the hill, cautiously approaching the Black Desert.
What he did not know was that shortly after he had descended the hill, Han Li’s figure appeared again on the hilltop after a wave of air fluctuations.
Though the yellow-faced man had cast a wide-range spell to search earlier, Han Li had easily avoided detection with his Nameless cultivation technique’s concealment art, combined with the luo smoke step.