Demon's Diary

"Brother Liu, what are you looking at?" It was Tu Er who came from the other direction.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just have a look here." Liu Ming thoughtfully turned back when he saw the Sand Clan girl walk to another tent.

"The elder has promised to see you, quickly come with me." Tu Er said.

"Brother Tu, please lead the way." Liu Ming said with joy immediately.

This sand city didn't seem to be big. Liu Ming quickly came to a few black mud houses after making a few turns under the lead of Tu Er.

Along the way, all he saw was mainly tents. This black mud house seemed simple, but it was enough to show the special identity of those who stayed here.

"It seems that Brother Liu has also seen that the construction of this place is not simple. These houses were made by a foreign forger who strayed into this place more than 10,000 years ago. He sacrificial refined the houses in order to repay the life-saving grace of our clan. Its sturdiness is comparable to an ordinary spiritual weapon, and they have since become the residence of the clan elders." Tu Er seemed to see Liu Ming's doubts and explained in detail.

Liu Ming nodded suddenly, and he walked into the mud house at the front.

The house was also spacious, square, and very neat. There were just a few gray stone tables and chairs. On the table were a pot of tea and a few teacups. Hot steams were coming out from the cups. The wall inside had a colorful curtain hanging down. It seemed to lead to other mud houses behind…

After Tu Er motioned Liu Ming to sit down, he walked quickly into the back hall.

Just a moment later, a fat old man wearing a gauze robe and a white cloth on his head walked slowly in from the back hall, and Tu Er followed beside him.

"Brother Liu, this is our grand elder Tu Gel!" Tu Er pointed to the fat old man as he introduced him to Liu Ming.

"Junior greets t Elder Tu!" Liu Ming scanned the fat elder with Divine Thought, and he couldn't sense the depth of his cultivation. He was slightly startled. He hurriedly got up, cupped his fist and bowed.

"So you are Mr. Liu. Welcome to my house! Let's sit down!" The fat old man looked at Liu Ming kindly and said with a light smile.

"Thank you, Grand Elder!" Liu Ming replied very politely.

"I heard that Mr. Liu entered this place by accident?" The fat old man walked to a chair, sat down slowly, and asked with a smile.

"That's the case. I really don't know that this is actually the place where your clan lives. I wonder if grand elder has any way to let me leave this desert. I have an important task, so I can't stay out here for long. "After seeing the grand elder sitting down, Liu Ming also sat down and asked.

"This place is a forbidden place. For tens of thousands of years, there are only people coming in, but they rarely get out. I'm afraid it won't be possible for you to leave this place. Why not staying here for a while? When your opportunity has come, there may be a chance of leaving this place." The fat old man replied as such after thinking for a moment.

"The opportunity that grand elder mentions is…" Liu Ming asked hurriedly when he heard this.

"When the opportunity arrives, you will naturally know. Before that, I can't tell you much. Tu Er, arrange a place for Mr. Liu to stay." The fat old man smiled and turned his head to instruct Tu Er.

"Will do. Don't worry, grand elder. Brother Liu can stay in my residence for a few days. Later, I will find a good place for you and help you set up a tent." Tu Er standing behind the grand elder laughed boldly and said so.

"Then I will have to trouble Brother Tu." Seeing that the grand elder was seeing him off, his only choice was to leave even though he had some doubts.

In the following time, Liu Ming went to Tu Er's residence.

Tu Er's residence was a relatively spacious large tent. It looked simple on the outside, but everything was available inside.

That night, Liu Ming sat cross-legged on a small sandy slope not far from the Tu Er tent, looking at the misty yellow sky with a hint of thought on his face.

It was strange to say that the night and day were the same here, but the Sand Clan people still work and rest on time every day.

But after a while, Liu Ming came back to his senses. Thinking of the conversation with the elder a few hours ago, he showed a bitter smile again.

At the moment, although this desert was full of mysteries, he could only stay in this oasis for the time being and slowly think about the plans to leave.

After that, he slowly closed his eyes and meditated on the sand slope. His spiritual power was almost exhaust after being pursued by Thunder Beastkin for more than a month.

In the next few days, Liu Ming wandered around in this Sand Clan city, familiarizing himself with the terrain while inquiring about various news about the place.

During this period, he found that most of these Sand Clan people were very honest. They didn't have any alertness against a stranger like Liu Ming. They almost told everything they knew, and they were also very curious about the outside world; from the basic life to the distribution of cultivators' forces. What's more, the questions were unorganized. They asked whenever they thought of something.

After Liu Ming inquired, he learned that these Sand Clan people had been living in this black desert for generations.

And this black desert had always been called a holy land by the Sand Clan people.

As for why it was a holy land, there were many reasons, but there was no exact statement.

The Sand Clan people had lived here for tens of thousands of years, but no one had ever walked out of this weird black desert. The desert was like an isolated wall that trapped the Sand Clan people while also protecting them.

As for Liu Ming, there had been many cultivators that ventured in from the outside world before, but after most cultivators entered this place, their cultivation would be restricted to varying degrees. Their spiritual power would slowly dissipate and disappear, and they would become mortal and die of old age eventually.

After Liu Ming listened, he was shocked.

He was definitely unwilling to end up like those cultivators.

After dealing with the strange problems of the Sand Clan people about the outside world, he went back to the new residence that Tu Er arranged for him by himself and thought hard about how to get out.

Just when Liu Ming was forced to stay in the oasis temporarily, thinking hard about the plans, there were endless dark clouds thousands of miles away from the oasis.

But in the dark clouds, a faint blue lightning flashed from time to time, bringing a flash of light to the surroundings.

Under the dark clouds, the sandstorm was surging crazily. Countless black tornados moved around and devoured the black sand in the surroundings.

The scale of the sandstorm here was many times stronger than that encountered by Liu Ming.

In the dense black whirlpool, several low stone mountains stood up which could barely able to avoid the terrifying sandstorm outside.

At this moment, a muscular man in a purple robe and a thin man in a green robe were standing opposite each other among several rocky mountains.

It was Thunder Beastkin and Wind Beastkin.

Although the 2 had stepped into this strange desert one after another and in different directions, they now ended up here somehow and encountered such a large-scale sandstorm.

As the harsh wind continued to sound around, the black tornados kept hitting the low stone mountains that bulged on the ground as if all these low stone mountains would be uprooted in the next moment.

The low rocky mountain shook slightly, and black sand kept falling in front of Wind Beastkin and Thunder Beastkin.

At this moment, the 2 didn't bother about each other. They looked at the shocking weather with a gloomy face.

After Wind Beastkin's eyebrows moved, a green jade boat flew out from his sleeve.

The green jade boat spun and releasing a million rays of green light, turning into a green wind dragon of tens of meters.

Wind Beastkin moved and stood on the head of the green wind dragon.

The green wind dragon roared and ascended into the sky.

With a flash of green light, Wind Beastkin rode the green wind dragon and rushed straight toward the black sandstorm outside.

After wind dragon broke through several black sand tornados in succession, it finally unavoidably ran into a huge wind beam.

"Bang!"

As soon as the green wind dragon collapsed, a green figure flashed out. The wind dragon dissipated and turned back into a faint green jade boat that was spinning back.

This huge wind beam seemed to contain extremely powerful and strange power. Even Wind Beastkin, who was at the Celestial State later stage, could not break through it.

Looking at the rising black sand wall around, Wind Beastkin's face changed slightly. He dared not continue flying out. After retrieving the green jade boat, he retreated to the low stone mountain in a few flashes.

Wind Beastkin had just returned, a dazzling purple lightning accompanied by a whistling sound blasted into the black tornados.

There was a crackling sound!

After the purple lightning moved forward for more than 100 meters, it dissipated in the heavy sand wall and suddenly turned into countless dots of purple light.

At the same time, a purple figure retreated once again.

When the light faded, Lie Zhentian showed an ugly face.

The 2 of them had been trapped here for more than half a day, but the sandstorm out there showed no signs of stopping. It was getting even more violent. During this period, they couldn't break through the sandstorm no matter what method they used.

What made the 2 of them even more shocked was that not long after they entered this strange desert, they found that their cultivation had fallen drastically. Now they had both fallen to the Real Pellet State early stage, and their spiritual power was still faintly fleeting.

TL: Why do they still go in since this place is so dangerous? What is the chance that grand elder mentioned? The sandstorm?