Huang Fugui quickly flew high into the sky, distancing himself from the golden-robed old man. He wore an ingratiating smile, fearing the old man might strike him down mercilessly.
The golden-robed old man, known by the Daoist title Revered Master Jinyao, was an early Nascent Soul cultivator who had been famous for many years.
"Haha, what a lively gathering! Fellow Daoist Zhao, Fellow Daoist Huang."
A rather hearty male voice rang out from the sky, and a long white rainbow swiftly approached.
Before long, the white rainbow stopped, revealing a kind-faced old man in white robes. He held a wolf-head staff, as white as jade, in his right hand, and his spiritual robe was embroidered with a lifelike white wolf cub pattern.
"Old Ghost Bai, you actually came too."
Revered Master Jinyao frowned, clearly recognizing the white-robed old man.
True Lord White Wolf was a half-demon, raised by a human cultivator. He had always been active in human territory and had participated in battles against the demon race.
"Heh heh, are you two fellow Daoists also eyeing the Myriad Puppet Palace? Shall we join forces? The Myriad Puppet Palace opens once every five hundred years, and a Nascent Soul cultivator can enter a maximum of twice in their lifetime. My luck is good; I previously traversed the Sunset Desert."
True Lord White Wolf narrowed his eyes and chuckled.
"I, Huang, am accustomed to going it alone. My apologies, Fellow Daoist Bai." Huang Fugui politely declined. He had no close relationship with True Lord White Wolf and dared not join forces with him, as one could never truly know another's heart.
"I also have no habit of joining forces with others. Do as you please."
Revered Master Jinyao transformed into a long golden rainbow and flew towards the Sunset Desert.
Ripples like water waves spread through the void, and a shimmering yellow light screen suddenly appeared. Revered Master Jinyao drilled into the yellow light screen and vanished.
True Lord White Wolf looked at Huang Fugui, who gave an awkward smile, took a step back, and his face filled with wariness.
True Lord White Wolf said nothing more, transformed into a long white rainbow, and vanished into the Sunset Desert.
Huang Fugui sighed in relief and wiped the cold sweat from his face.
Three days later, a red streak of light appeared in the distant sky and rapidly flew towards their location.
Before long, the red streak of light stopped, revealing a shimmering red flying boat. Five Nascent Soul cultivators, including the Qianyang Immortal Couple, stood upon it.
Besides Wang Qingshan and two others, there was also a plump and graceful young woman in a white dress and a fair-skinned, plump old man in a green robe. The green-robed old man's aura was the strongest, indicating he was at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
"Oh, Huang Fugui, why are you here? Madam Lin, Fellow Daoist Chen, the friend you mentioned wouldn't happen to be Huang Fugui, would it?"
Wu Chang let out a soft exclamation and said with a frown.
Huang Fugui originated from the Eastern Barrens, but his timid and fearful nature was somewhat known among high-level cultivators in the Northern Frontier cultivation world.
Huang Fugui was useless except for his speed. He couldn't offer much help and would instead become a burden.
"Precisely. Fellow Daoist Huang possesses a unique treasure, which will make it easier for us to cross the Sunset Desert and reduce the risks."
The young woman in the white dress explained.
Hearing this, Wu Chang's expression softened.
A strange look appeared on Wang Qingshan's face. He hadn't expected to encounter Huang Fugui here, and he didn't immediately greet him, pretending not to know him.
The Qianyang Immortal Couple had attended Wang Qingshan's Nascent Soul formation ceremony and only knew that Huang Fugui was acquainted with the Azure Lotus Immortal Couple. The other two Nascent Soul cultivators were unaware of Huang Fugui's connection to Wang Qingshan.
Huang Fugui saw Wang Qingshan and was slightly startled. He quickly recovered and said with a smile, "I, Huang, greet all fellow Daoists. I can be of some help and will certainly not be a burden to any of you."
"It's getting late; let's hit the road quickly! After some time, the restrictions of the Sunset Desert will recover, and it won't be easy to leave then." Li Linger urged. Every five hundred years, the Sunset Desert's restrictions have a weakened period; once this period passes, the power of the restrictions will recover, making it difficult to leave the Sunset Desert.
"Let's go! Fellow Daoist Huang, let's depart together!" Wu Chang called out to Huang Fugui, who promptly leapt onto the red flying boat. He did not greet Wang Qingshan.
The red flying boat emitted a large expanse of red light, greatly increasing its speed, and flew into the Sunset Desert.
Wang Qingshan felt a blur before his eyes and suddenly appeared above an endless yellow desert.
Strong winds howled past, kicking up vast amounts of yellow sand. As soon as they appeared, a piercing whooshing sound rang out, and over ten yellow tornadoes, each over a hundred zhang tall, swept towards them. Wherever the yellow tornadoes passed, they picked up countless yellow sand particles, their size rapidly expanding and emitting rumbling sounds.
"Heh heh, watch this."
Huang Fugui gave a chuckle, and with a raise of his hand, a yellow light flew out, revealing a yellow spherical pearl the size of an egg. The yellow pearl spun rapidly, emitting ten thousand rays of yellow light that enveloped an hundred-zhang radius.
The yellow tornadoes touched the yellow light and, like snow melting in early spring, transformed into a vast expanse of yellow sand particles that fell to the ground.
A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Chang's eyes. He said nothing and, with a hand seal, slowly propelled the red flying boat forward.
As they flew along, they encountered various attacks, including tornadoes, sand blades, and meteorites. Huang Fugui's unique treasure shone brightly, proving capable of weakening the power of these attacks.
A day later, they appeared above a pale golden desert. With a dull buzzing sound, hundreds of thousands of golden ants flew out from the desert below. They transformed into a golden giant blade and a golden giant sword, each over a hundred zhang long, and with a whooshing sound, slashed towards Wang Qingshan and the other five.
"Oh no, it's the Golden Sun Ants. These demon ants are unique to the Sunset Desert. They are impervious to blades and spears, difficult to harm with magic treasures, and are naturally able to transform into weapon forms to attack cultivators. They cannot be tamed."
The young woman in the white dress frowned, her expression becoming solemn.
Wu Chang let out a soft snort and opened his mouth. A golden light flew out, and after a blur, transformed into a golden giant staff over a hundred zhang long, landing in his hand. The staff's surface was engraved with a golden flaming pattern.
With a muffled "whoosh" sound, a large expanse of golden flames surged out, enveloping the golden giant staff.
Wu Chang shook his arms, and the golden giant staff, with a world-destroying momentum, smashed down fiercely.
Before the golden giant staff actually struck, countless golden flames surged out ahead of it, forming a golden fire net several hundred zhang wide that enveloped the golden giant blade and golden giant sword.
The golden giant sword and golden giant blade plunged into the golden fire net and immediately dispersed, transforming into a large swarm of golden ants.
They quickly gathered into foot-long golden arrows, transforming into thousands of golden arrows that shot towards them.
The green-robed old man flicked his sleeve, and a foot-long green banner flew out. He cast a spell into it, and the green banner immediately burst forth with dazzling green light, its size rapidly expanding and emitting a misty green gale that protected them within.
The dense golden arrows shot towards them, collided with the green gale, and immediately flew back.
Seizing this opportunity, the red flying boat glowed brightly with red light and flew forward.
After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the red flying boat appeared above a black desert.
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