In the endless desert, there were a few traveled-worn carriages parked. Outside the carriage stood a few traveled-worn people.
They were the great Priest of the Ghost Clan, the white envoys, and the number one villain, Ah Wei.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the carriage was as hot as a steamer.
Yan Jiuchao could not stand the stuffy heat in the carriage and was helped out of the carriage by Shadow Six.
Shadow Thirteen considerately opened an umbrella and looked at Grandma and the others. "Didn't you say that the Ghost Clan has beautiful mountains and clear water? Why are we in the desert?"
Shadow Thirteen did not know that it was really a beautiful place. After all, he could only see a path of bones, which was far from the Ghost Clan that Grandma and the others had described.
Shadow Six curled his lips and muttered, "I say, did you take the wrong path?"
