The sandstorm was lessening, and the howling winds were weakening, making it easier to see figures running around in panic, being entangled by sand snakes, and hear the desperate screams of fear.
"Stay strong, we must stay strong!" Gu Fan tried to remain calm, but every now and then, when a sand snake streaked past them not far away, it pushed his nerves to the limit.
They didn't know how long the sandstorm had lasted, and standing still was becoming unbearable. Their legs were now buried in the sand, and it was a struggle to move.
"Are we really doomed to be buried alive in the sand, even if the sand snakes don't eat us? Do we have no other choice?" Just when Gu Fan felt helpless, thankfully the sandstorm finally ceased.
They checked the time and realized the sandstorm had lasted for six hours. After the storm, all traces of life seemed to have disappeared, except for them struggling in the sand.