C398 A Strong Aura of Life

Wang Ye was unable to light a fire, he didn't even have a lighter, and there was no fuel here.

The sound of houses collapsing could be heard occasionally from outside. Wang Ye saw that this village had been submerged by yellow sand.

Ever since the old Daoist entered the desert, he had been cultivating in his sea of consciousness. Wang Ye sat cross-legged and looked at his bloodied wolf leg