Alex walked through the shifting sands, barely able to step up and down dunes without cascading along the sand itself.
It had been hours since he had started walking, but he was making very little progress because of how hard it was to walk.
He thought of flying, but with what little Qi he had, he needed to save it for if he was ever injured. In a place with no Qi, he needed to save as much as he could.
Night had fallen by now and the silver moon hung high in the sky. Yet, he saw no path that would lead anywhere, no color than the silver sands that could tell him which direction was the best to go in.
So, he simply kept walking south.
The night had grown cold, far colder than he would've ever imagined a place such as this to ever grow. As far as he remembered, the Forbidden Fields never got remotely as close.
But then, they were also affected by the Yang tree, so that might have been the reason for the warmth there.
