C892 The Big Ending the Post-record.

Heaven.

A desert.

Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow past, stirring up some yellow sand.

However, the people here seemed to have gotten used to this kind of weather and were unmoved.

Suddenly, the wind became stronger.

The sandstorm that had been able to narrow their eyes earlier suddenly became terrifying.

The yellow sand filled the sky. Ten meters away, nothing could be seen anymore