The Wild Sandstorm!

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Zhao Manyan was unwilling to give up, and ascended directly into the sky again from where he was standing. He was trying to use the height to find the exit of the maze by searching for the golden-yellow sand.

However, the sand he saw still had the same hint of redness no matter how far he looked. Even when he came down from the sky, where he landed was actually quite far away from where he took off from. If Jiang Shaoxu had not been releasing a signal still, Zhao Manyan might have lost his way.

"Damn it, even the sky is like a maze, I was clearly flying straight up, but I was more than three hundred meters away when I landed!" Zhao Manyan cursed.

"Why don't you go higher?" Jiang Yu suggested.