One could lose their bearings easily when they were at the chaotic Graveyard of the Sun at night. Every structure there was made of stones and rocks. There were also a large number of cracked boulders in the desert. After tens of millions of years exposed to the wind and rain, the stones had lost their original color. They looked as though they were patched with dull-colored dust as if the warriors' blood had soaked the rocks during the battle in ancient times.
There was nothing else there, other than the many stones. Any skeletons left behind would have been turned to dust and drifted to every corner of the continent with the wind.
Shen Yanxiao moved with agility, and the Vermillion Bird hovered in the air. Ordinary people would find it difficult to walk on that land, but it had posed no difficulty to those two.
The Skeleton Flower was the size of one's palm, so it would be hard to spot.
