<h4>Chapter 1431: Chapter 1428 Infinite Desert (First Update)</h4><h4></h4>


    In the depths of a colossalke formed by fieryva, stands an enormous pce.


    At this moment.


    Inside the pce, Rong Yang sits upon the throne, coldly gazing at the fiery mirror before him. Within the mirror, the ghost carriage rapidly streaks across the sky and finally vanishes.


    After watching, Rong Yang remained silent, and with a wave of his hand, he erased the ming mirror.


    "This bunch is truly obstinate; even after a direct warning from the king, they dare to continue further inside. It’s nothing but courting death!" A Ghost Race member, surrounded by pink poisonous mes, couldn’t help but shriek withughter.


    Just then, Rong Yang coldly nced at him, and theughter abruptly stopped. The Ghost Race member hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to make another sound.


    Only then did Rong Yang withdraw his gaze and write a letter in the air, turning to another Ghost Race member and saying: "Take this letter to the Infinite Desert to see Meng Hall Master!"


    "Yes!" The Ghost Race member quickly replied, then took the letter formed by Divine Sense and turned to leave.


    "Come back!" Rong Yang suddenly called out again.


    "Does the king have any other instructions?"


    Rong Yang hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, causing the entirevake to shake violently. Amidst the friction of pure Fire-type Spiritual Power, a massive and wless fiery Spirit Crystal emerged.


    Even though they were ustomed to seeing various Fire-type Spirit Crystals, all the Ghost Race members present couldn’t help but gape in awe upon seeing this enormous Spirit Crystal.


    At this moment, Rong Yang extended his palm, and the Spirit Crystal floated to him.


    Rong Yang weighed it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, then casually tossed it, sending the Spirit Crystal into the Ghost Race member’s arms.


    "Take this Spirit Crystal as well and tell them it’s a gift from me to Meng Hall Master!"


    The Ghost Race member quickly secured the Spirit Crystal and bowed deeply, "Yes!"


    With that, he turned and left the Divine Temple, soaring into the sky and vanishing as a streak of fire.


    Rong Yang waved his hand, "All of you, be dismissed as well!"


    "Yes!"


    The many Ghost Race members in the Divine Temple all withdrew, leaving Rong Yang alone.


    He sat upon the throne and suddenly began tough.


    "Meng Yao, I’ve done all you asked, but unfortunately, they refuse to show appreciation and insist on seeking their own demise, so no me lies elsewhere!"


    As he spoke, aplex expression appeared on Rong Yang’s face.


    "Yet you, after all these years, still can’t move on? Always imprisoning yourself in the Infinite Desert, are you truly prepared to spend your remaining years there? It’s been such a long time, you should let him go!"


    Rong Yang muttered to himself, his voice carrying a mix of reluctance, jealousy, and near-overflowing admiration.


    Ultimately, all of this transformed into a deep, long sigh.


    The distance between the Infinite Desert and the Lava Land isn’t far. With the Ghost Race member traveling at full speed, he reached the territory of the Infinite Desert in just half a day.


    The Infinite Desert, as the name implies, is a vast expanse of boundless sand.


    Due to its extreme destion and harshness, sparse human activity exists here, even the most stubborn evil spirits are few.


    And the ruler of thisnd is Meng Yao, ranked lowest among the ten Hall Masters!


    Because the territory overseen by Meng Hall Master is an extremely deste desert, few covet it, giving it an eerie tranquility.


    The Ghost Race member swiftly crossed dune after dune, eventually arriving at a city nestled in the deepest part of the desert.


    This is the Desert City!


    Due to its sparse poption, this city is extremely barren.


    The Ghost Race member was too preupied to notice this and directly approached the City Lord’s Mansion, meeting Meng Yao’s personal guard, Dong Han!


    Dong Han is also a woman, but her Cultivation Level is quite remarkable. For the past few decades, many affairs in the Infinite Desert were handled by her, making her nearly a spokesperson for Meng Yao.


    Aware of this, the Ghost Race member naturally did not dare to ck and respectfully handed over the letterposed of Divine Sense.


    "Miss Dong, this is a letter from my king to Meng Hall Master. Please be sure to deliver it to her personally!"


    Dong Han epted the letter and nodded, "Alright! Does your king have any other messages?"


    "Additionally, this Spirit Crystal is from my king to Meng Hall Master, said to be a gift for her!"


    Seeing the pristine, fist-sized exquisite Fire Crystal, a peculiar expression appeared on Dong Han’s face, but she still casually epted it.


    The Ghost Race member couldn’t help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, just about to express gratitude.


    Dong Han then said, "Wait here a moment, I’ll go report and see what our Hall Master says!"


    The Ghost Race member nodded, "Very well!"


    Dong Han turned and walked into the inner courtyard, passing through corridors until she reached a flower hall.


    Although located deep in the desert, the flower hall was in full bloom with countless exotic flowers and grasses, and the courtyard babbled with streams, resembling a picturesque water vige.


    Beside the lounge in the flower hall, a woman leaned against the railing, lost in thought.


    Despite the Infinite Desert’s eternally gray sky, devoid of day or night.


    Yet in this courtyard, there was an extremely realistic alternation of day and night.


    At this moment, during the Twilight Hour, it seemed as though a rain had just passed, the ground strewn with yellow flowers, puddles scattered throughout.


    And the woman leaning against the railing, most of her face shrouded in shadow, only her bold nose and one eye reflecting off the bleeding Can Yang, imparting a breathtaking allure and enigma.


    Seeing this scene, Dong Han couldn’t help but slow her pace, reluctant to disrupt this exquisite tableau.


    Yet, no matter how gentle her steps were, the woman still awoke from her reverie, without turning, she softly whispered, "What is it?"


    Dong Han halted and respectfully replied, "Hall Master, it’s a reply from Hall Master Rong Yang!"


    Indeed!


    This peerless woman is the ruler of the Infinite Desert, Meng Yao!


    "Oh!" Meng Yao responded softly, gently flicking her slender fingers. The letter from Dong Han’s hand unknowingly flew into her grasp.


    Then Meng Yao nced down at the letter, paused slightly, and let out a soft sigh.


    "Do everything and leave the rest to fate! Since that brother and sister insist, there’s nothing anyone can do!"


    With that, Meng Yao calmly said, "Go back and tell the messenger, I’m very grateful to Lord Rong for his help, and there will surely be thanks in the future!"


    "Yes!"


    Though she responded, Dong Han did not step back.


    "Anything else?"


    Dong Han retrieved the superb Fire Crystal, "Hall Master, this was delivered by the messenger, said to be a gift from Lord Rong for you!"