A spirit boat enveloped in white light sliced through the sky above a desert tens of thousands of miles from the border of Feng Country, speeding towards a certain destination.

The sky was clear, with clouds like cotton and silk, making one feel refreshed at first glance. It was truly beautiful, but the four people on the flying boat clearly weren't in the mood to admire it.

Han Li sat cross-legged at the stern of the boat, his eyes closed, with a faint layer of golden light flowing up and down on his skin.

Liu Le'er sat close to Han Li, surrounded by green light, obviously also cultivating.

Gu Yunyue and Yu Menghan stood at the bow of the boat. The latter occasionally looked back at the stern, her expression seemingly complex, while the former manipulated the flying boat with a faint smile on her lips, seemingly in a good mood.

Two days had passed since the last attack. During this time, they had been traveling day and night and had not encountered any more dangers. As they got closer and closer to the mountain gate where the Lengyan Sect was located, the security naturally became higher and higher.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Li frowned and opened his eyes. The golden light on his body flickered for a while, then faded away.

During these two days, he had tried several methods to break through the seal on the Nascent Soul, but unfortunately, there was still no progress. Instead, he had consumed a lot of mana.

Although he had found two pills of similar grade to the 'Wangxi Pill' in the storage bag of the horse-faced youth, for some reason, they were of no use to him after taking them.

It seemed that his physical condition was much more complicated than expected.

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and glanced at Liu Le'er next to him.

The aura fluctuations on this woman's body had greatly improved compared to before, and there was a faint tendency to break through the late stage of Foundation Establishment. This was thanks to a bottle of pills obtained from the storage bag of the horse-faced youth.

Han Li nodded secretly, did not disturb her cultivation, got up and walked to the side of the flying boat, looking outside.

"Fellow Daoist Han, heading west from here, we will arrive at the sect within half a month. At that time, the sect will naturally arrange a good cave for you to recover from your injuries." Gu Yunyue walked towards the stern of the boat and said with a smile.

Yu Menghan followed silently behind her master.

"Then I will have to trouble you, Fellow Daoist." Han Li nodded and said.

Gu Yunyue was about to say something when a faint rumbling sound suddenly came from the front.

Han Li and the other three looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the junction of heaven and earth in front suddenly turned dark. Several huge tornado pillars reached straight into the sky, sweeping back and forth. Dull thunder-like roars came from within from time to time, and a yellow sand curtain blotted out the sky.

Gu Yunyue frowned slightly and waved her hand, causing the Spirit Moon Flying Boat to stop.

At this time, Liu Le'er also woke up from her cultivation, and walked to Han Li's side with a look of astonishment.

"It looks like a sandstorm. Is there something wrong?" Han Li asked lightly after looking at the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Han may not know, this desert we are in is called the Huanglan Ancient Desert. Sandstorms rarely occur here. Once they do, they will spread to the entire desert in a short period of time, and will last for more than a month." Gu Yunyue said seriously.

"Oh, then just cross it. This sandstorm, even if the scale is not small, should not have much impact on us, right?" Han Li frowned and said.

"The sandstorm is naturally not a concern, but there is an ancient strange insect here called 'Yinnie Flying Ant'. It usually lurks in the depths of the Ancient Desert in slumber, but once a sandstorm occurs, it will come out to wreak havoc. A single flying ant is naturally not threatening, but these insects often appear in the tens of thousands, and they are extremely fast. Once they are entangled by them, as long as it is not a magic weapon refined by the magic way, its spirituality will be greatly lost by the foul mist spewed out by them. Therefore, even high-level cultivators who encounter them mostly feel a headache." Gu Yunyue explained solemnly.

"What about detouring?" Han Li asked after hearing this, pondering slightly.

His mana was dwindling, and he didn't want to waste it in this kind of place.

"It will probably take more than a month." Gu Yunyue replied after thinking for a while.

Han Li stroked his chin and remained silent.

Gu Yunyue looked at Han Li without saying anything, apparently wanting him to decide what to do next.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you don't have to worry about these flying ants. Just leave it to me to deal with them." A voice suddenly sounded in Han Li's heart. It was Devil Light.

"Oh, are you confident in dealing with them?" Han Li asked through his mind with a thought.

"The Yinnie Ant is an ancient strange species born from the mixing of underground Yin evil power and the resentment of the dead, which is quite similar to us extraterrestrial demons. I didn't expect there to be such things in this Linghuan Realm. Although this ant is troublesome, it is very afraid of attacks like Soul-Seizing Devil Sounds. Although I have lost nine out of ten of my supernatural powers, it is still no problem to deal with some mere flying ants." Devil Light said with a chuckle.

"Okay, if we encounter those Yinnie Ants, I'll leave it to you, Fellow Daoist." Han Li pondered for a moment before saying.

"You and I are in the same boat now, so I will naturally help." Devil Light said in a flat tone before his voice gradually faded away.

"Detouring is too far. We should still cross the sandstorm. If we encounter those Yinnie Ants, Han will have his own way to deal with them." Han Li turned his head with an unchanged expression and said to Gu Yunyue.

"Fellow Daoist Han is confident?" Gu Yunyue was stunned.

"What, does Fellow Daoist Gu not trust Han?" Han Li smiled slightly.

"I absolutely don't mean that. Since Fellow Daoist has said so, you must be confident." Gu Yunyue hurriedly laughed and didn't say anything else, making a hand seal.

The Spirit Moon Flying Boat shone brightly, condensing into a white shield, and plunged into the sandstorm in front.

In the next moment, everyone felt the surrounding light darken, and all they could see were howling and roaring winds, mixed with sand and dust, fiercely hitting the shield of the flying boat.

The Spirit Moon Flying Boat immediately swayed slightly.

Gu Yunyue changed her hand seals and shot out a white light, which disappeared into a certain part of the bow of the boat in a flash.

With a "chi la" sound, all the spiritual patterns engraved on the flying boat lit up, and the white shield immediately brightened several times, stabilized, and flew forward.

Liu Le'er and Yu Menghan were a little worried at first when they saw the roaring wind and sand outside, but as time passed, seeing that these wind and sand could not break through the shield of the Spirit Moon Flying Boat at all, they gradually relaxed and admired the rare and strange scenery outside through the white light shield.

Gu Yunyue concentrated on controlling the flying boat, carefully avoiding those tornado pillars, and the forward speed was not much slower.

In the blink of an eye, they flew in the sandstorm for one or two hours. Fortunately, they did not encounter those Yinnie Ants.

Han Li stood at the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, but suddenly the blue light in his eyes flashed, and he glanced at a certain direction in front.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what's wrong?" Gu Yunyue noticed the change in Han Li's expression and was immediately startled.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, it seems that trouble is coming?" Han Li glanced at Gu Yunyue and chuckled.

Gu Yunyue was stunned, not understanding what Han Li meant.

Rumble!

At this moment, a tornado pillar rotated and rumbled, heading directly towards the flying boat.

This tornado pillar was extremely thick, almost reaching the sky. Before it even arrived, a huge gust of wind swept over, almost lifting the Spirit Moon Flying Boat.

Gu Yunyue's face changed, and she couldn't think too much about what Han Li had just said. She stomped her feet hard.

The flying boat shone brightly and shot forward, flying nearly a hundred feet in an instant, narrowly dodging the tornado pillar.

However, before Gu Yunyue could breathe a sigh of relief, the surrounding ground suddenly cracked open, and yellow light pillars shot up into the sky in a roar.

These yellow light pillars immediately intertwined and condensed into a yellow formation in the blink of an eye.

Especially a huge formation diagram appeared on the ground, as large as a hundred feet, extremely complex.

"Formation!" Gu Yunyue's face changed drastically.

She only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the surrounding scenery changed drastically, appearing in a crystal clear world. Surrounding her were mountain peaks, but the sky and the ground flickered with a crystal yellow light.

An unspeakable huge spiritual pressure surged from all directions, squeezing towards the Spirit Moon Flying Boat.

The white shield on the flying boat immediately crackled, and countless cracks appeared, seemingly about to shatter.

Liu Le'er and Yu Menghan saw this and exclaimed in unison.

Seeing this, Han Li calmly stretched out his hand and sacrificed a yellow bronze bell magic weapon, which swelled to the size of several feet and landed on the flying boat with a thud, covering Liu Le'er and Yu Menghan below.

This yellow bronze bell was a defensive magic weapon found in the storage bag of the horse-faced youth, and it happened to be useful at this moment.

Almost at the same time, the white shield on the flying boat shattered with a "bang," and a huge pressure came crashing down.

Han Li and Gu Yunyue flashed with spiritual light and withstood it.

The surface of the yellow bronze bell made a "buzzing" sound, and the surface spiritual light flashed wildly for a while, remaining safe and sound.

"Could it be that the people from the Heavenly Ghost Sect have come again?"

Although Gu Yunyue could barely maintain some composure, the astonishing aura displayed by the formation was definitely not something an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator could do. She couldn't help but feel flustered.

"Heavenly Ghost Sect? They really are persistent!" Han Li smiled lightly after hearing this.