The Scorpion tide

I don't think this Summoner came in from the outside of the coffin. Instead, he came in from another passage that led to the coffin. There must be a way out of this desert, Yingluo. Xia Pingan squatted down as well, his eyes flashing with wisdom. He touched The Silver Skull with his hand while carefully examining it with his soul power.

If the owner of this silver skeleton was a Soul Master when he was alive, then even if ten thousand years had passed, he would still be able to feel the traces left behind by powerful soul power on this skeleton. These traces were similar to magnetism. Anyone who existed would definitely leave behind traces. Unfortunately, there was only a trace of divine power aura left on this skeleton and no traces of powerful soul power. Therefore, Xia Pingan was certain that this skeleton had come in from another passageway.

In other words, this desert was not a dead end. There was a way out.