Staring at the desert above her head, Zhao youxuan smacked her lips and looked at Li Rui in confusion.
"How do we get in?"
Li Rui frowned and pondered for a moment before slowly looking at Ling xiyi.
So everyone's eyes focused on her.
Bathed in everyone's hopeful gazes, Ling xiyi held her forehead in pain.
"Do you have to ask me for such a simple matter? The convergence point is above your head. Wrap yourself with your spirituality and fly up."
"Oh."
With a silly smile, Li Rui picked up the two sisters of ketavia, who couldn't fly yet, and gently stepped on the desert.
Ripples spread in the yellow sand like water waves, and the three of them instantly disappeared, turning into small black dots at the end of their sight.
After a few dozen seconds, Li Rui felt that he had broken through some kind of invisible barrier. The hot astral wind hit his face, mixed with sand, and made his skin hurt.
