Three camel beasts left deep hoofprints on the sand dunes, and the heatwaves distorted the distant skyline. Ling Xiao pulled up his linen face veil and squinted at the crimson crystal continuously spinning in his palm—the guidance left by the Yan Clan chieftain had been pointing persistently westward for seven days and seven nights.
"Further ahead is the 'Bone-Swallowing Desert'." Murong Chu unfolded his folding fan to cast a patch of shade, the newly painted map of the Western Regions glowing faintly on the fan's surface. "Ancient texts record that there are shifting quicksand vortices here, and even true immortals would find it hard to escape with their lives if they fell in."
Chu Qingsong checked her water skin, her sword tassel snapping sharply in the hot wind. "The direction indicated by the crystal cuts right through the center of the desert."
Chapter 654