Hearing footsteps, Yafeiluna turned around.
"Sister Yao sent us to help you," Xiao Wu and Soda Crackers walked up, treading on the yellow sand.
"All the powerful ones are converging here, but the strongest only has a power of 76," Xiao Wu said.
"Thank you," Yafeiluna spoke as fifteen Demon Shadows already advanced towards the charging warriors of the Blood Sand Tribe.
They struck simultaneously with their fists.
Fifteen terrifying waves of Qi, like tsunami waves, fiercely launched their attack.
With a thunderous boom, buildings turned into dust, and the sand people transformed into bloody mud, the entire Blood Sand Tribe was pierced through.
Following that, another explosive sound, a dreadful large hole opened like melting in the opposite dune.
The dune began to collapse, and yellow sand poured down like a blanket.
Then, the torrents of lingering Qi waves, visible to the naked eye in a fan shape, forcefully pressed outwards!
The sound of gushing water rang out as the impact of the Qi waves caused three to four-meter-high waves to surge.
When everything had passed, a wide avenue, as if fifteen bulldozers had simultaneously rolled over it, stretched between this dune and the opposite one, with the middle part where the Blood Sand Tribe had been vanishing without a trace.
Drip...drip...some bits of flesh not fully pulverized fell from the sky, wetly sticking to the ground.
The sand on the opposite dune gave off a sound like a countdown timer in an hourglass.
Beyond that, there was silence.
The fifteen Demon Shadows turned around, looking toward the other side of the spring.
"We...we surrender! We surrender!"
Those who had just picked up weapons threw them all on the ground, the people of the Blood Sand Tribe kneeled down, their foreheads buried in the yellow sand, bodies trembling.
"...so powerful!" the wind stirred up by the Demon Shadow blew through Soda Crackers' hair, she swallowed hard.
Who would have thought this red-haired foreign woman, usually inconspicuous when beside Li Changzhou, could be so formidable!
Xiao Wu could not help but have his pupils dilate.
He could discern Yafeiluna's combat power, but combat effectiveness and performance were different; the fifteen towering Demon Shadows in front of him had a world-destroying dominance.
It even gave him an illusion, that even if his cousin were surrounded by fifteen, no, a total of twenty Demon Shadows, she would likely be at a disadvantage too.
However, with his cousin's strength, she could entirely avoid these Demon Shadows and directly kill Yafeiluna.
Under the dune, after the deafening roar had passed, Li Changzhou said, "Let's go up."
Qing Shui, who was holding the hilt of a giant sword ready to fight, looked at him with questioning eyes.
"It's over," he said.
"Over?" Qing Shui stood there stunned.
After a while, the Sha Tuo Beast moved its six legs and headed towards the dune.
For normal people climbing a dune, as soon as they firmly plant one foot down and apply a little force, the sand underfoot loosens and they slide down.
The more force used, the deeper they sink and the more severe the slide.
But the giant Sha Tuo Beast, with its six feet, firmly stepped on the yellow sand, miraculously, like a water spider walking on the water's surface.
Looking down from the dune, the scene was very abrupt—
One side near the spring was densely covered with houses, whereas the other side had nothing, just a pathway scattered with debris, and the end of the pathway on the dune was hollowed out.
It was as if some gigantic creature had rolled through here!
This really was the Blood Sand Tribe?
Unprompted, Qing Shui remembered Yang Qinglan's words to her—lake water does not destroy the desert, it merely nourishes it.
If initially, she had not led them into the lake water but had instead done as now... It was noon, under the scorching sun, yet Qing Shui's body trembled slightly from the cold.
"Lord Dark Fog," Yafeiluna approached, followed by a Demon Shadow who carried a member of the Blood Sand Tribe like a small chicken.
This person's body was spasming; Yafeiluna had already used "Torture" on him.
Yang Qinglan held Ruyi and lightly tapped, letting a booklet fly out from the sand person's body.
"Bring all of the Blood Sand Tribe whose combat power is above 15 points here," Li Changzhou said.
"Yes!"
With Xiao Wu's cooperation, Yafeiluna soon brought people over, thirty-eight people, and this was just those who had survived; the combat power of the Blood Sand Tribe was not even on the same level as small tribes like Qing Shui's.
Yang Qinglan took an 'information' booklet from each of the thirty-eight people.
Boom!
Suddenly, thunder struck from the sky, darkening abruptly.
Qing Shui looked up to see a swirling mass of black clouds like rolling sand, and within it, strange structures appeared.
The Eighteen Layers of Hell broke through the dimensions, descending over the Desert of the Four Seasons Star.
With creaking hinge sounds, heavy iron chains descended from the sky, binding the thirty-eight people of the Blood Sand Tribe and pulling them into Hell.
All one could see was these thirty-eight people having their mouths forced open, their tongues pulled out, before the black clouds gathered like being sucked away, disappearing without a trace.
Li Changzhou looked towards Qing Shui: "We will handle the leader of the Blood Sand Tribe. This place is yours now, whether you kill the remaining people or take them in, and whether you stay here or continue to wander, it is up to you to decide."
Qing Shui did not understand what he meant.
Li Qianxia felt somewhat reluctant, she took out the "Desert Eagle" and fired a shot at a faraway spot.
Bang!
A hole exploded in the dune.
The immense gunshot that made the dune tremble brought the sand people back to their senses from a series of events.
"This gun is the 'Desert Eagle'."
Li Qianxia took Qing Shui's hand, placed the gun in her hand,
"Using it is very simple, just like I did just now, pull this part, and you can practice more when idle because the bullets are endless and the gun will not get damaged. Take it to protect your tribe well.