Chapter 643, The wilderness of the empire
The army that was riding the hurricane waves was marching in a very peculiar formation, piercing through the ocean like deities that controlled the waves. Wherever they were, in the middle of the sky, the originally churning waves were as though fished up by an invisible giant net and re-integrated into the sea.
Under the tens of thousands of meters below the seabed.
In a hall that was glittering with colorful crystals.
The Water Race demon king exuded an imposing presence, faint golden brilliance radiating from his body.
Below the throne, dozens of different kinds of Water Race demon ministers were negotiating a new plan in response to the ocean countercurrent caused by the undersea hurricane.
The vast ocean countercurrent caused by the sea hurricane was a natural disaster that the Water Race would face every year. From the imperial family to the ordinary Water Race, all had a change of countenance at the mention of this disaster. Every year the entire Hurricane Wave Water Race would expend a lot of energy to cope with the ocean countercurrent, but for some reason, in recent years, the frequency of eruption of these deep ocean counter currents had increased. The living environment of the Hurricane Wave Demon Court was more worrying than ever before.
At the same time.
In midair.
Ye Qingyu slowly drew back his sight.
Feeling the power of the Light Palace, he grew more and more pleasantly surprised.
This really was an unexpected surprise. As long as he had the Light Palace that had restored some of its power in hand, then what he wanted to do next would be much smoother.
“Next, let's try again… take a look at other places.”
The coordinates of the Desert Brute Race Imperial Court on the Map of the Universe lit up.
A beam of silver flashed in the air.
After a slight tremor, the Light Palace disappeared in the air.
The next moment.
In the air of the wasteland in the northwest region.
The air, like water, produced a circle of invisible ripples, but after a twinkling went still.
As Ye Qingyu activated the Light Palace, he came to the air of the Desert Brute Race Imperial Court, hiding in the sky.
“This is the territory of the Desert Brute Race.”
At the entrance of the palace, Ye Qingyu peered out.
Across the tens of thousands of miles of the clear sky, the sun was blazing fiercely.
In the boundless desert of thousands of miles, heat waves rolled like tides.
As far as the eye could see, the cloudless blue sky that seemed like it was washed, merged with the boundless golden desert on the horizon, forming a strong visual impact. The rolling sand dunes on the vast desert carved out astonishing lines, exuding an imposing majesty. At the end of his sight, there was rubble covered in golden sand, which vaguely indicated that it was a former town.
Among the ruins and sand were some half covered decaying beast skeletons.
In the distance, vultures were circling in the air.
On the ground, a Brute Race human shaped body had dried up under the scorching sun.
The vulture spiraled around, before making a fierce downward swoop, pecking at the dried corpse.
Ye Qingyu moved his eyes away and looked to the west.
In the boundless desert, a small oasis was dotted on the sand.
On a low lying ground surrounded by sand dunes, there was a small crescent moon-shaped lake with lush vegetation and small white flowers dotted around.
Suddenly.
More than ten of the Brute Race appeared on the sand dunes west of the lake.
They were scantily clothed, with only some tattered clothes concealing the private parts. Their exposed skin was dark, and under the scorching sun they were flickering an abnormal black-red colour.
Behind the crowd, there were seven or eight beasts. They were two meters tall and five or six meters long, ox- and tiger-like strange beasts.
The abdomen of these strange beasts looked like dried tangerines, dried and shriveled, and they seemed thin and bony.
The limbs of the strange beasts were as thick as a grown adult. Their feet wide like four grinding stones, firmly treading on the sand in an extremely smooth manner.
They were sand beasts native to the desert. They had a huge water sac that can store a large amount of fresh water in their body. Their thick and solid limbs and wide feet allowed them to walk easily across the desert even with heavy weights. It was because of these two characteristics that this kind of sand beast was domesticated by the Desert Brute Race, becoming a huge mobile water source.
The dried up belly of these seven or eight sand beasts indicated that the water stored in their bodies had been depleted.
The crowd dropped to their knees and kowtowed at the sight of an oasis surrounded by sand dunes, emotionally shouting in a different language.
The consciousness power of Ye Qingyu was so powerful that he did not need to be proficient in any foreign language to know what they were talking about.
“The blessings of the god! We’ve finally found water!”
“Great, we finally found it!”
“Salvation, our tribe is saved!”
These strong men were covered with dust and sand on their faces, their lips were cracked from thirst, and their eyes were brimmed with emotional tears.
They rushed to the lake below the sand dunes, crawling on the ground, and drinking the lake water like animals.
For a good while, the people were reluctant to lift up their heads. Like it was an incomparably precious treasure, they sat gazing at the little lake and resting.
A burly middle-aged man wiped away the dust and sand on his face, saying, “Everyone have a good rest, it is safe here for the time being.”
After that, he brought the sand beasts over to the lake.
The sand beast cheerfully dipped their head into the lake.
But within moments, the belly of the sand beast gradually bulged up, and their figure looked much bulkier.
After a while, the distant dark blue sky suddenly changed, a faint layer of sand and dust were rolled up, and the air was hazy like it was covered with a thin layer of pale gold veil.
The middle-aged man stood up, looked at the sky with a sudden change of expression. His brows slightly knitted together. “Go, it's already windy, it will soon be flooded with sand here.”
Upon hearing these words, the rest of the people one after another got up and filled the leather water sacs and jars with water.
They looked at the crescent lake with a reluctant to part expression, and eventually urged the sand beasts away.
The group of people gradually proceeded along the vast desert.
It wasn't until the sun had set when they finally came to a desolate little village.
More than ten dilapidated stone houses were scattered in the village, with all kinds of containers facing the sun, and seemed to be waiting for rain after a long drought.
The west of the village was a river without a drop of water on the riverbed, and only a desolate desert remained.
“They’re back! The chief and the others are back!”
“Chief has come back with water! We've got water!”
“There's finally water!”
The moment the crowd drove the sand beasts into the village, cheers rang in the silent village.
The broken wooden doors of the several stone houses creaked open, and one by one, barbarians holding stone containers came out with a joyful look on their faces.
Coming out from the stone houses, the majority were elderly and women, and because of the lack of water they looked extremely weak.
They were all clasping a face-sized stone bowl with both hands, with a look of thirstiness in their eyes.
The several strong men who had just returned to the village led the sand beasts to the village center.
They received the stone bowls, carefully squeezed out half a bowl of water from the belly of the sand beasts, and then offered to the elderly, women, and children in the village.
Looking at the water in the bowl, everyone's eyes reddened, but not a drop of tear flowed out.
A five- or six-year-old little boy licked his cracked lips, the thirst in his eyes grew stronger.
The boy stretched out his dirty index finger, dipped in the bowl and into his mouth.
Feeling the refreshing taste at the tip of his tongue, a gush of happiness sprang up to the boy's face.
Nobody gulped down the water in big mouthfuls. Clasping the stone bowl with both hands, most people used their tongue to lick the water in the bowl.
After a long moment, the water level in the bowl did not seem to decrease, but they looked as though they had drank enough, satisfiedly licking their lips.
“Everybody go back, come back in three days to get water.” The voice of the middle-aged man contained a trace of exhaustion.
The people cherished the stone bowl in their hands, which contained the water needed to last for the next three days!
The people held onto their stone bowls and gradually dispersed. The desolate village resumed silence again.
When night fell, Ye Qingyu quietly withdrew back his sight, and after a long silence he again casted his gaze on the Map of the Universe.
“This is the desert… let's go somewhere else and have a look,” Ye Qingyu mumbled to himself, his expression serious.
Then, another spot of silver lit up on the Map of the Universe.
The next moment, the Light Palace had already appeared over the White Mountain Black Water Brute Race in the northeast of the Snow Empire.
Unlike the desolate Northwest Desert, here was a stretch of primitive mountains. The majestic chain of peaks rose and fell endlessly.
The towering snowy peaks were like silver swords stabbed into the ground, with the tip of the sword pointing to the Ninth Heaven. The thick clouds and mist lingered halfway up the mountains, and the howling winds above the clouds were swirling with ice crystals and snowflakes at the waist of the mountains. The terrifying and chilling atmosphere was enough to make one shudder all over.
At night, the tremendous winding mountain range was like an ancient beast waiting for its prey, revealing its sharp fangs, its huge mouth opened wide, and emitting a dangerous aura. In the depths of the mountains, the roars and howling of unknown beasts were repeating continuously, reverberating through clouds.
The boundless forest was covered with snow, and it was an expanse of whiteness.
The snow in the valley had melted and gathered into a small stream that flowed along the mountains to join a torrential river. The river gushed along the valley floors of the mountains towards a distant location, like a fierce dragon that made one tremble all over at its sight.
The natural environment here was extremely bad.
The extreme cold made it impossible for many creatures to survive.
Ye Qingyu controlled the Light Palace to move forward at night, and after approximately one hour, the distant clamorous roars of beast and the screams of humans attracted his attention.
It was a rather flat valley.
There was a small village in the valley.
The village was now situated in great danger. Thousands of ferocious and starving wild beasts, like the tide of death, were brandishing their sharp claws and moving closer to the dozens of barbarians of the village.
With a look of fear, and not the slightest preparation, they frantically grabbed weapons in the midst of the screams to withstand against the beasts.
However, in the face of these beasts, these barbarian people were small and fragile.
“Ah… Mum, mum, save my mum…” A little girl wailed a piercing cry. Her mother beside her was suddenly knocked down by a beast, trampled on the ground, and was about to be torn apart.
In the sky.
Ye Qingyu slightly wrinkled his brows.
He suddenly activated his qi and locked onto the herd of beasts below, as a faint mountain-like oppressive power pressed towards the herd.
