Looking from afar and projecting divine consciousness, the cave entrance was pitch black and devoid of light, but Ye Poison's perception was exceptionally keen; not even the faintest rustle could escape his ears.
Hearing this, Ling Xueyao immediately brandished her sword and dashed toward the spot.
Moving with feline lightness, she threaded through the sand dunes and soon arrived near that stretch of sand.
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