"Give it back to me!" Qing Shui reached out instinctively to snatch it.

Li Changzhou glanced over, and the giant sword in his hand followed through with a swing.

Whoosh!

Qing Shui saw the sky full of yellow sand, standing alone in the center of the desert, with not a cloud above or a breath of wind anywhere, the sand pressing in from all directions, making it hard for her to breathe, so painful...

The giant sword stopped steadily at the tip of Qing Shui's nose.

This great sword, which required Qing Shui's entire body to wield, felt as light as a feather in Li Changzhou's hands.

"How's this move? My unique technique," Li Changzhou inverted the sword, with the tip pointing downward, and offered the hilt to Qing Shui.

It was then that Qing Shui felt her heart pounding violently again; her consciousness had nearly been overwhelmed!

If it had been an ordinary sand person, they would have definitely died just now.

After death, the body might even show signs of panic and dehydration, as if truly crushed to death by the desert.

Just like the "Thunder Map" could produce paralyzing lightning, and the "Divine Fire Map" could unleash flames, the "bullying the small with the big" insight Li Changzhou had just gained could also interfere with reality.

The entrance to the Visualization required "truth", and likewise, the effects produced were "truth".

"Hmm? What happened?" Li Qianxia asked, puzzled, "Brother, did you merely scare her?"

The move just now wasn't any technique she had seen before.

Apart from Qing Shui, no one else could feel the illusion of "bullying the small with the big"; it was not that it was exceedingly profound, but merely because it was the lowest-level, shallowest, and roughest.

Only when one could control its release and withdrawal would it count as a true Visualization.

Qing Shui hadn't reached for the sword; Li Changzhou decisively swung another at his sister.

This sword was even fiercer than the last, using the sheer weight of the giant sword to create a more formidable presence — a new understanding Li Changzhou had gained from the previous strike.

"So that's how it is, but is it impressive?" Li Qianxia dodged the blow, tilting her head in confusion.

"For her, it's impressive enough," Li Changzhou offered the sword to Qing Shui once again.

Qing Shui extended her hands and caught the once familiar but now somewhat strange giant sword; she could never have imagined it possessing such potent and eerie strength.

The heavy sword pressed down in her hands; Qing Shui fell silent for a moment, then removed her chest wrap.

She had mentioned before that she wore only long pants and a chest wrap.

Li Changzhou closed his eyes immediately, his reaction quick enough to ensure he saw nothing.

"This is the Guiding Skill." He heard Qing Shui's voice and felt the air vibrate as she handed over her chest wrap.

The chest wrap was taken by Yang Qinglan.

Li Changzhou then heard the Turquoise Pool's light laughter; she waved her hand over his closed eyelids, with the bright sun behind, he could see the shadow of her hand even with eyes closed.

"Not bad, not bad," the Turquoise Pool was very pleased, "Very much a man of virtue."

"That's thanks to Qing Lan's good training," Li Qianxia said in a tone full of teasing admiration.

"You think I can't hear?" Li Changzhou looked towards Li Qianxia, "I closed my eyes, not my mouth."

"Translate the text above," Yang Qinglan said.

"Qing Shui, your chest is about the same size as mine. I'll give you a new bra and a T-shirt," she offered.

"When the sky is slightly bright, before the sun comes up, face the direction of the sun, take a deep breath with your nose, and exhale in three parts with your mouth. Keep repeating this until the moment the sun rises, then open your mouth and nose together, take a deep breath, hold it, and direct the heat in your abdomen to travel along the routes on the human chart, tracing circle after circle until the heat fades," she explained.

The "Guiding Skill" Qing Shui described was very colloquial and simple.

If it wasn't colloquial or simple, it probably wouldn't have been passed down for so long.

She spoke while the sound of clothing being put on could be heard.

"This bra is uncomfortable."

"You'll get used to it."

"If Earth wins, do all of us have to wear these?"

"Well, it's recommended, actually recommended. But it's still up to you in the end."

"Then I'm not wearing it."

Li Changzhou opened his eyes and saw Qing Shui, who had put the chest wrap back on, exposing her shoulders and midriff.

"Based on our current speed, about how long until we reach the Blood Sand Tribe?" Li Changzhou asked her.

"Noon," Qing Shui replied.

The morning passed quickly, and Li Changzhou had begun to teach Qing Shui the "Desert Sword Skill"—the phrase 'bully the small with the big' didn't sound very nice.

From time to time, Qian Xia and her group flew up into the sky, using their exceptional vision to scout the area and occasionally using the earth to understand the situations of other groups.

Almost all the other seven groups had been fighting all night long, attacking even in the darkness and gathering intelligence, except for a few who were still in the desert and lacked long-range reconnaissance capabilities.

Then it was noon.

"The Blood Sand Tribe is just beyond those sand dunes," Qing Shui pointed out into the distance.

In the plain and monotonous desert, the sand dunes in front of them were quite distinctive, with one large dune after another, layer upon layer, like fish scales.

"There's water Qi," Yang Qinglan observed, looking toward the sand dunes.

"An oasis?" Li Qianxia asked.

"Of course the Blood Sand Tribe has an oasis," Qing Shui affirmed.

"How dangerous is it?" Li Changzhou asked the little radish on his shoulder.

"Hmm—about this much." The little radish gestured a gap of about one centimeter between its index finger and thumb.

There was practically no danger.

That's what they said—

"Yafeiluna, try it. Go all out," Li Changzhou instructed.

"Yes!"

After all, this was another planet. What if the enemy could hide their battle power like the Earthlings in "Dragon Ball"? Li Changzhou always remembered what Xiao Wu had said about Frieza and kept the lesson in mind.

Amidst the fearful cries of the Sand people, twenty Demon Shadows emerged in the air.

Five guarded near the Sha Tuo Beasts, while fifteen followed Yafeiluna, floating up the sand dune.

The top of the sand dune was a long, continuous line, lengthy but only wide enough to accommodate one person standing, almost too narrow to prevent sliding off.

Yafeiluna stood there, overlooking the bottom of the sand dune.

A clear spring of water, not too small, stretched over a hundred meters, encircling the spring's eye, surrounded by towering houses with blood-red flags.

"What's that?" the people of the Blood Sand Tribe noticed the situation atop the dune.

"Is it a divine sign? It's the first time a divine sign has appeared here."

"No, it's not a divine sign, they're coming this way!"

"Attack! Attack!"

"Quick, go notify the chief, have him bring the Hunting Team back!"

The fifteen Demon Shadows took large strides towards the Blood Sand Tribe, advancing like a group of fierce tigers.

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