Ye Mo calmed down his emotions and didn’t continue looking for his bag; instead, he simply sat down where he was. At this moment, he needed to be calm. Any bit of worry might make him take the wrong choice again. Previously, he definitely wouldn’t have believed that he would get lost after chasing someone for only ten minutes.
It was said that the Taklimakan Desert was a bewilderment formation. Now it seemed that there really was one.
Although he hadn’t slept for the night, Ye Mo was still full in spirit. The only thing he thought about in his heart was his bag.
As soon as dawn approached the next day, Ye Mo returned to where he had hit the black shadow with a fireball the night before and was amazed to see that the two marks he had made with the fireball had disappeared. There were no signs of movement on the sand, but the mark last night just seemed to have been washed by the sand again.
