Chapter 466
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The group of six people and a wolf had unknowingly walked a kilometer into the Drifting Sand River. For some reason, the further they were from the riverbank, the more uneasy they felt.
As they continued walking, they could no longer see the riverbank behind them. Their surroundings were filled with white sand. Even the sky was filled with white powder.
"I heard that the white sand in the Drifting Sand River is heavier than the others. Normally, the wind won't be able to blow it up. The white sand that is blown up by the wind is actually the ashes of the people who died here. Their ashes are lighter than the others." Zhang Xiaohou recalled the stories about the Drifting Sand River that a few of his old comrades had told him when he saw the tense expression on everyone's faces. He tried to lighten the mood by telling them about it.
Chen Ying and Xinxia were even more terrified when they realized that the sand in the air was actually human ashes. They felt extremely uncomfortable.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan both glared at Zhang Xiaohou. Just when everyone was feeling tense, this asshole really had to mention the pot that didn't boil.
Zhang Xiaohou let out a hollow laugh when he realized that his attempt to lighten the mood had only worsened the situation. He was too embarrassed to say anything else.
Unfortunately, a roll of white sand suddenly rolled toward Xinxia's position. Xinxia subconsciously dodged when she realized that the sand was actually human ashes. It happened to break the Psychic Star Pattern that she had just drawn.
A few seconds later, countless waves of sand suddenly rolled in front and behind them, producing a series of loud noises. It was obvious that something was trying to dig its way out from under the sand!
The waves of sand were shocking. They stretched for a few hundred meters, as if they were boiling. It was a terrifying sight!
Sand giants that were more than five meters tall stood up in the rolling sand waves.
They were even bigger and mightier than the ones they had seen before. The sand blades in their hands were more than three meters long, which was twice the height of a human. With such long blades firmly held in the hands of the sand giants, the terrifying aura caused everyone to involuntarily feel a chill down their spines!
Cold sweat slid down the back of his neck. Mofan was so shocked that his Adam's apple couldn't help but move.
His mental fortitude was already considered outstanding, but when he saw the sudden appearance of nearly a hundred five-meter-tall White Sand Giants, he still felt like he was standing in the abyss of hell surrounded by evil spirits, and his hair stood on end!
Xinxia closed her eyes and continued to draw the Psychic Star Pattern. She knew that if she made any more mistakes, everyone would be buried here.
At this moment, she didn't dare to be distracted.
Zhao Manyan and Zhang Xiaohou also seemed to have turned into statues, and even their breathing was about to stop. As for Chen Ying, this was the first time she had faced such a terrifying scene that made her scalp tingle. She almost subconsciously drew a Star Atlas to protect herself.
When Mo Fan saw this, he did not hesitate to push her to the ground.
"Are you trying to get us killed? Hurry up and withdraw your magic aura!" Mofan yelled at Chen Ying.
Chen Ying finally regained her rationality. However, when she saw the rows of White Sand Giants surrounding them, her heart was still trembling.
"Pacify!"
Xinxia had finally completed the Psychic Spell as expected. Her voice seemed to contain a special magic. Not only was it able to calm the hostile White Sand Giants, it was also able to calm the fear in everyone's hearts after witnessing the terrifying scene.
The group did not even dare to breathe loudly. They did not expect to encounter these White Sand Giants, which were even bigger than the White Sand Giants.
Although these White Sand Giants did not have Warrior-level auras, their strength was definitely a lot stronger than the White Sand Demon Soldiers from before. At this moment, the area within a few hundred meters was filled with these White Sand Giants. Not a single gap could be seen. It felt like they were surrounded by a towering sand city made of white sand.
Fortunately, the rows of three-meter-tall sandbags did not fall to the ground. The hostile aura on them was quickly dissipating.
After losing the hostility, their bodies suddenly turned into soft sand and fell to the ground, returning to the vast sand river.
The White Sand Giants fell to the ground one after another like giant dominoes, kicking up a cloud of dust into the air. The scene was so spectacular that it left the six people in awe.
Not long after, all the White Sand Giants had disappeared. Everyone's heart was beating rapidly.
They looked at each other with pale faces. Their eyes were filled with the shock of surviving a disaster. After some time, they finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Houzi, don't say any more nonsense," Mo Fan warned fiercely.
Zhang Xiaohou finally realized what was going on. He swore that he would never use such strange words to liven up the atmosphere again.
Xinxia's face was also pale. Her beautiful face was covered in sweat. She said softly, "The White Sand Giants with a higher bloodline live here. Their intelligence is higher. I need to cast more Soul Pacification to get rid of their hostility. Therefore, you have to do your best to protect me from being disturbed."
The group quickly nodded. Zhang Xiaohou even placed his hand beside his mouth, as if he was going to sew it up like a zipper.
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As the group continued forward, Mo Fan noticed that the frequency of Xinxia using the Psychic Element was increasing. It was obvious that the unyielding creatures hiding in the Drifting Sand River were getting more restless. Mo Fan began to worry if Xinxia's Psychic Element was sufficient.
Xinxia's face was already pale due to fatigue. It was obvious that the consumption of her Psychic Element had affected her mental state. It was hard to tell how much longer her Psychic Element could last.
"Can you see the path ahead?" Xinxia asked Ling Ling softly, who was sitting beside her.
Ling Ling opened the electronic map and shook her head slightly, "The path we're taking is slightly off. It's not a straight path. There's still around three to four kilometers to go."
"I'm afraid my Psychic Element won't last until then," said Xinxia.
"How many kilometers can it last?" Ling Ling hurriedly asked.
"Two kilometers at most," said Xinxia.
The group overheard the conversation between Ling Ling and Xinxia. Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Zhao Manyan, and Chen Ying were completely dumbfounded.
It could only last for two kilometers?
How could this be? The Drifting Sand River was simply a river of ten thousand demon creatures. Without the Psychic Element's Soul Pacification, there was no way they could fight against the countless White Sand Giants.
Most terrifyingly, it was impossible for them to back away now. They were at least ten kilometers away from the shore.
They had no choice but to move forward!
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