Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 94 - 94 91 Black Sandstorm Request for Votes and Rewards

94: Chapter 91: Black Sandstorm (Request for Votes and Rewards) 94: Chapter 91: Black Sandstorm (Request for Votes and Rewards) “Hey, Tian, why are you all the way at the back?”

Lin Chumo hurried over, laughing as he spoke.

“Me?

I’m at the back to protect you.

If I were in front, what would happen if you got lost?”

Ye Tian reached out and gently tapped the tip of Lin Chumo’s nose.

“Let’s take a break, we’ve been walking for several hours now.

Based on my experience, the wind might start picking up.”

Yan Ping, who was walking in front, shouted loudly.

“Brother Tian, when will we get there?

I’m really tired.

This sand is incredibly hard to walk on.”

Xiao Pang said as he tilted back a bottle of Nongfu Spring to drink.

“You’re already tired after so little time?

Use it as a chance to lose some weight.

Look at Chu Han Ya; she’s still reading and studying.”

Ye Tian rolled his eyes at Xiao Pang.

Ever since the first time he had met Chu Han Ya, she had hardly spoken more than three sentences, always holding a book quietly in her hands.

At this moment, Yan Ping walked over, gave Ye Tian a meaningful glance, and then said, “Ye Tian, I need to talk to you.”

Ye Tian and Yan Ping walked over to a sand dune behind.

“Young Master Ye, something very alarming has happened.

Did you notice that the Ta Gu Tree we just saw was black?”

Yan Ping spoke with a very serious expression.

“I saw it.

What’s the deal with that?”

Ye Tian responded.

“To be honest, when I was a kid, I didn’t believe those eerie legends at all.”

“But since I learned of the existence of cultivators in this world, I had to consider the truth behind those legends.”

“It’s said that thousands of years ago, the Ta Gu Tree was the totem of the Ta Gu clan, protecting them and predicting impending disasters in the desert.”

“I saw a phrase in my family’s records—’Black Ta Gu Tree, Black Sandstorm arises.’

Yan Ping spoke each word seriously to Ye Tian.

“Black Sandstorm??”

“I’ve read some ancient books on the desert; this is the first I’ve heard of it.”

Ye Tian said, touching his chin.

“Legend has it that when the Ta Gu Tree turns black, it is a divine punishment bestowed upon people.”

“The book describes the Black Sandstorm as dust rising to the sky, engulfing everything, with nowhere to hide, and encountering Huangquan.”

“Moreover, this Black Sandstorm is different from ordinary sandstorms; the key lies in the word ‘black.'”

“It’s not just about the color black; this sand is highly aggressive, toxic, and inhaling even a bit could be fatal.”

Yan Ping spoke, suppressing his fear.

“According to what you’re saying, this Black Sandstorm is terrifying.

Let’s notify everyone to prepare.”

Ye Tian could hardly remain calm inside.

“Alright, but it’s just beginning now.

We’re still far from the marked location on your map, and who knows what other strange and bizarre things we’ll encounter.”

Yan Ping suddenly said, then left the dune first.

“When we encounter danger, I will use Space Law to take them away.”

Ye Tian murmured softly.

“Big bad guy, you just might not be able to use that method.”

“I’ve sensed that the space in this desert is extremely unstable.

If you use Space Law, the resulting space fluctuation might cause this space to collapse.”

“Then it wouldn’t just be a simple sandstorm, but endless sand flying everywhere.

Not only your group but Tage City itself might be buried under the sand.”

Little Spirit rare not mocked Ye Tian as he spoke.

“I know your own strength is incredibly powerful; escaping is just a matter of minutes.

But Lin Chumo and others won’t be so lucky.”

Little Spirit continued.

“Everyone, there’s some bad news.

Soon, there might be a sandstorm.

We need to prepare thoroughly.”

“Cover your mouths and noses tightly.

Let’s build a sand wall quickly.”

Yan Ping urged everyone below.

Ye Tian pulled his thoughts back, returning to where Xiao Pang and the others were.

“Brother Tian, what were you and Yan Ping talking about back there, all secretive?

Tell me quickly!”

Xiao Pang immediately ran over, laughing as he spoke.

“Soon, there might be a massive sandstorm that is very dangerous.

Cover your mouths and noses well, don’t breathe in even a grain of sand.

Remember that.”

Ye Tian solemnly spoke to the group from Yunhai University.

Lin Chumo and the others saw Ye Tian’s serious expression for the first time and all nodded firmly.

“Heh, that Ye Tian from Yunhai University just sneaked off to chat with Yan Ping, came back and claimed there’s a sandstorm.

Who knows if they’re messing with us.”

“We came for that thing, now we’re all working like laborers.”

“I don’t get why a group of martial artists should fear a tiny desert.”

“I could crush those scorpions and snakes from TV with one hand.”

A man digging a sand pit muttered.

“Can you stop talking nonsense, always scoffing at the Yunhai University folks.”

“If you weren’t so greedy, would you have come along?”

“Do you think your cultivation is high enough to withstand nature?”

“Even the Dean and Professor Zheng, whose realms are clearly far superior to ours, are digging sand.”

“We’re out here for Divine Martial Pavilion’s reward, don’t drag me down.

I want to see the Pavilion Master at the competition.”

A sweet-looking girl retorted angrily at the complaining man.

The man originally wanted to argue back, but upon hearing the competition, he fell silent and focused on digging the sand pit.

“Brother Tian, where do you think all this sand comes from?

It’s so much.”

“And when I was digging, I noticed the shovel got chipped; some of the sand is actually sharp.”

Xiao Pang said, holding the shovel head and showing it to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian walked over, bent down, and grabbed a handful of sand.

He could tell there were indeed some very hard, sharp grains in it, but his hand felt nothing due to his strength.

“Go take the scarves from the camels, two for each person.”

Ye Tian instructed Xiao Pang.

“Brother Tian, I have a good idea that allows breathing while covering the mouth and nose, the best of both worlds.”

Xiao Pang said, selling his idea with a mysterious tone.

“What’s the idea?”

Ye Tian asked.

“Everyone gets an oxygen tank, problem solved.”

Xiao Pang had an expression like he was expecting praise.

Ye Tian and the others were speechless, while Mu Yunxi laughed and said, “Xiao Pang, you can use mine, but stay away from me.

If your tank explodes from sand, it wouldn’t be good.”

Xiao Pang realized his mistake and touched his big belly, laughing awkwardly.

“Whoosh whoosh…”

The previously calm desert now had the faint sound of wind, growing more intense.