What t their eyes.
The vast sea of sand had turned into a boiling pot of "water."
Geysers erupted from the sea of sand, with diaters asured in hundreds of kiloters, carrying imnse amounts of sand and debris, shooting skyward in an instant, then transforming into a super dust storm that rained down.
The dust was mixed with countless giant rocks of various sizes, the larger ones reaching several hundred kiloters, and the smaller ones still dozens of kiloters long.
Clearly, the layer of rock beneath the Black Sand Sea had been destroyed by an extrely terrifying force, then carried into the sky by the sand layer.
Along with Yang Fan, everyone was deeply stunned.
For a full two minutes,
the boiling sea of sand gradually began to settle down.
But no more "geysers" appeared.
Fierce winds still howled.
The dust continued to block out the sky.
Gaba Muda snapped out of his shock and asked, "So, was it after this super cataclysm that the Sea of Death Black Sand beca what it is now?"
Long Xingyun’s pupils were filled with imnse horror: "It should be like that."
Gaba Muda asked another question: "Was it only the Black Sand Sea that was destroyed once, or was the entire Primordial World destroyed?"
Long Xingyun was stumped: "I don’t know."
Yang Fan answered in his heart: "The entire Primordial World was destroyed, and it’s very likely it was destroyed more than once."
Based on the information he knew, this terrifying super cataclysm felt like so kind of fated cycle.
He also speculated that all the currently appearing Civilization Worlds likely erged after this super catastrophe.
The reason was simple: he had seen many Civilization Worlds in the Dream Realm, and none of them ntioned the super cataclysm.
Yang Fan changed the topic: "Everyone, our journey is about to end!"
After he said this,
the dust across the sky froze.
The entire world ca to a standstill.
And then,
Yang Fan made an unexpected move.
He raised his right hand high and forcefully threw the Moon Rock downward.
The Moon Rock lit up again, transforming into a streak of light that burrowed into the boundless dust, disappearing without a trace.
Gaba Muda watched in confusion: "Mr. Ghost, what are you..."
This mysterious race didn’t have ti to finish asking before closing his mouth.
They saw a small area in the dust light up below.
Faintly visible, it was an area filled with broken walls and ruins, among which were scattered many broken branches and leaves.
Long Xingyun exclaid: "Oasis!"
This was clearly a surviving trace of the Oasis Civilization.
Gaba Muda suddenly understood: "So, this is how the ruins hidden in the Quicksand Belt ca to be."
Yang Fan nodded: "Yes."
With a movent of his left hand, the World Shelter Stone appeared out of thin air, and the vast World Power descended.
The Moon Rock beca an "anchor," and the Past Star Formation turned into a chain connecting to the anchor.
Yang Fan extended his right hand with a serious expression.
A small wooden craft art piece hovered motionlessly above his palm.
It was indeed the Supre Treasure—Shuttle Boat.
Compared to so ti ago, the Supre Treasure had undergone noticeable changes.
Previously, there was a lone mast on the wooden boat, with no sail attached.
Now, surprisingly, a triangular sail hung from the mast, made of cloth and with a few small holes on its surface.
The next mont,
the wooden boat instantly magnified a thousandfold.
The other end of the World Power chain connected to the stern of the wooden boat.
Yang Fan forcefully swung his right hand: "Go!"
The ethereal wood boat trembled and slowly sailed in the direction of the World Gate.
But the anchor or rather the ruins remained motionless.
Yang Fan frowned slightly, muttering in his heart: "Xiaoya, lend a hand!"
Previously, when holding the World Shelter Stone, he always heard a rhythmic little snore at his ear.
This was Xiaoya, the Great Xia World Will, in slumber, and it sounded like she was sleeping very soundly.
Because with Yang Fan’s help, the national power of Great Xia rapidly improved, and its influence quickly expanded.
This directly caused Xiaoya to beco stronger by the day.
Additionally, since Xiaoya was currently still the "Juvenile Form" of the World Will, she needed slumber to adjust to rapidly surging power.
"Got it!"
A particularly crisp voice rang out.
This was Xiaoya’s response.
Yang Fan then saw who could only be seen by him, a flicker at the World Gate not far away.
A cute little girl popped out, looking like she was carved from jade with a top hat shaped like a panda.
Compared to the first eting, Xiaoya’s height hadn’t changed, still just a small stature.
But the aura she exuded had clearly grown much stronger.
"Yang Fan!"
Xiaoya waved cheerfully and greeted happily.
Yang Fan returned with a smile.
Xiaoya didn’t waste words, using both small hands to grip the Chain of World Power and gave a strong pull.
The ruins at the other end of the chain began to move visibly.
"Whew!"
Xiaoya panted heavily, looking as if she had exhausted all her strength.
The remnants moved faster and faster, dragged towards the World Gate.
Gaba Muda saw this and was completely stunned.
This mysterious race now understood that Mr. Ghost of the Canglan People used so incredible thod to drag the ruins back.
Previously, Yang Fan said, "I have a way to firmly grasp the ruins," which he didn’t believe at all.
Now, this scene unfolded before his eyes, forcing Gaba Muda to believe it.
This mysterious race couldn’t comprehend how a warrior with only middle rank ability could do sothing even knight powerhouses couldn’t achieve.
About ten seconds later,
"Boom!"
The entire illusory space trembled.
The ruins vanished without a trace.
It was swallowed by the World Gate.
Yang Fan imdiately felt a huge relief, a smile appearing on his face.
Finally successful!
On the other side, Xiaoya took several deep breaths, wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead with a hand, and gave Yang Fan a sweet smile.
Yang Fan smiled and nodded back.
Xiaoya yawned and mumbled "I’m so tired," then crawled back into the World Gate.
As the World Will, being in the Primordial World posed certain risks of being noticed by powerful beings, so it was not suitable for her to stay long.
Gaba Muda was filled with awe: "Mr. Ghost, did you drag the ruins back to Canglan Star?"
When this mysterious race asked the question, the tone was noticeably more respectful, as if speaking to a knight powerhouse.
Yang Fan didn’t hide: "I didn’t drag it back to Canglan Star, because the ruins are polluted by so force, bringing it back would be a big trouble, so I placed it in a special location."
The so-called "so force," was essentially the Divine Power of an Ancient God.
When he was pulling the ruins, he glimpsed into the ruins’ conditions, confirming that the Sea of Death Black Sand had been demolished by an Ancient God over ten thousand years ago.
As for the "special place," Yang Fan didn’t elaborate.
Gaba Muda didn’t press further, feeling another layer of admiration for the Canglan Civilization.
This mysterious race knew imdiately that the Canglan People placed the ruins in a very concealed area, likely known only by Mr. Ghost.
The purpose was to prevent pollution spread and effectively avoid prying eyes of powerful Civilization Worlds.
Impressive!
Yang Fan tily said: "Everyone, now the temperature is very low, let’s head back!"
He activated his thoughts.
The backtracking illusion disappeared without a trace.
The sky full of sand returned, and the cold wind beca more biting.
"Buzz~"
The ground began to tremble.
Everyone noticed this, their expressions tense.
A team mber checked the chanical Spider’s scans and shouted: "Report, the quicksand in the Quicksand Belt is flowing rapidly, and the ground may collapse at any mont."
This was undoubtedly because the disappearance of the relics caused a large void within the Quicksand Belt, letting quicksand flow rapidly.
Yang Fan decisively commanded: "Ground will collapse in a minute, activate jet mode for all!"
"Yes!"
Jets shot out from the back of six exoskeletons, propelling them airborne towards the World Gate.
Yang Fan threw a vine, pulling the Iron Fist People forward.
The mont everyone entered the World Gate,
"Boom!"
The sand ground suddenly collapsed.
A giant pit hundreds of ters deep rapidly appeared.
The collapse sent a strong vibration, spreading far and wide.
Just before disappearing, Yang Fan looked back and inwardly thought, "Sorry, Iron Fist People!"
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