In front of this waterfall, which seemed like a fissure to the world itself, countless people converged.

Some were in groups, others were lone fighters, riding all sorts of bizarre beasts, and there were also pilgrims.

The pilgrims sat cross-legged, palm to palm with each other, swaying their bodies, singing an extremely ancient song.

"Earth rises at my will, forests transform into houses, yellow sands flap as wings, maturity assails all, and life persists beyond death."

"Light weaves into cages, wind captures all things."

"I hear the era contending against me."

"Thus—"

"I set the Morning Star ablaze, twilight anchors, and I cast my anchor in this moment."

"I crown myself, becoming the master of the world, I am the king of wind and light."

The pilgrims chanted this song over and over.

Among these people were the old and young, men and women, red-haired denizens of the sands, gold-haired dwarves, forest people with bark-like skin, and giants made of blocks of ice; there were the strong and the weak.

Before such a magnificent spectacle, they were all believers.

Bang!

With a soft whoosh of air, the Desert Waterfall sneezed, spraying a clump of mud and sand high into the sky.

Dozens of figures surged upward, a brilliant exchange of radiance ensued, the sky bloomed with purple and red, as if a myriad of flowers had burst open in unison with the fireworks.

The battle was as fleeting as the fireworks, swiftly falling into desolation.

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan exchanged a glance.

The energy wielded in the skirmish, whether it be called mana, true qi, divine power, or fighting energy, came in red, blue, purple, varying shades, but at its core, it was all the fire energy of the Five Elements.

"It's a knife," Li Qianxia gazed at the sand person who had grabbed the mud, "There really are weapons in the waterfall!"

"But like this..." Xiao Wu was a bit puzzled, "How do ordinary people manage to get these weapons?"

Those who had just fought were all over 100 in combat strength; ordinary people without weapons would be heading straight to their death, let alone Qing Shui with weapons.

...She held a giant sword, unable even to participate in the snatch, for she couldn't fly or jump that far.

"Is there a way to change hair color?" Li Changzhou asked Turquoise Pool.

"Do you want to join their game?"

"Who's got time to play? It's for scouting information."

"No."

Why all the talk if it's not possible.

"Were you just thinking, 'Why all the talk if it's not possible'?" Turquoise Pool stared into Li Changzhou's eyes, pointing at him.

"Wait a bit longer." Li Changzhou fiddled with the clump of earth in his hand, changing the subject, "There should be more changes to come."

"It might also simply disappear." Yang Qinglan reminded.

"Brother, what is this?" Li Qianxia's attention returned to the weapon in her hand.

Li Changzhou ignored his sister, laughing as he said to Yang Qinglan: "These people might just jump straight in, but that—"

A group of people moved along the stony islets in the yellow sand river to the edge of the waterfall, tying ropes around themselves and leaping down.

"They actually jumped." Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou remained silent.

"Brother!" Li Qianxia, feeling ignored, pinched his waist.

"Pilot, please bring the cloud closer to that spot." As Li Changzhou spoke, he shared the data of the clump of earth with his sister.

[Name: Corner of Sky Flipping Seal's Mud (a small amount)]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: B]

[Special Effect: Can grow larger and heavier]

[Minimum Use Conditions: Strength at full value, Physical Strength at full value, "Origin" must be fighter class]

[Introduction: 1, Extremely sharp, extremely sturdy (intrinsic to the original weapon);

2, As expected (intrinsic to the original weapon)

3, Growth - small as gravel, as large as a hundred-meter hill;

4, Weight - light as a pebble, heavy as 10 million tons;]

[Note: The Sky Flipping Seal is lost, fallen upon the Earth, this is mud shaped into one corner of the seal by the Sky Flipping Seal's pressure, lightly imbued with an almost negligible trace of the Sky Flipping Seal's aura]

Turquoise Pool steered the Cloud Platform, flying toward the Desert Waterfall, hovering right above the fissure.

The fissure was long, with Li Changzhou's vision, he couldn't see where it ended; there was plenty of space overhead, no need to worry about getting too close to any sand master's position.

People continued to jump into the waterfall in succession.

Some were above the "Sand Pond," riding flying beasts; others tied with ropes plunged directly into the "Sand Pond," swimming inside.

A red-haired, purple-eyed boy dove to the bottom of the sand, and after five or six minutes, reemerged not too far away, gasping for air with his face upturned.

"Smack!"

A whip struck the boy's face, leaving a bloody mark: "Keep searching!"

This boy was a slave from a major tribe.

As long as the fissure that spread to the horizon, the "Sand Pond" at the bottom of the waterfall was naturally too large to fathom; many tribes would send their warriors, their slaves, to search below.

Swimming in the shifting sea of sand was impossible for an average Earthling, as one movement could cause them to sink.

Only those from the Four Seasons Star with a constitution superior to Earthlings and specially trained sand people were capable of doing this.

Apart from the tribes, there were also many lone adventurers, silently lurking in secluded corners, time and time again braving the depths of the "Sand Pond" in search of treasures.

Those who survived, found treasures, and successfully deceived the surrounding major tribes would take those treasures and create a small legend of their own, occasionally founding a minor tribe similar to the Qing Shui Tribe.

The most outstanding among them would grow their tribes into major ones like the Blood Sand Tribe.

Li Changzhou only glanced at the "Sand Pond" before focusing his attention on those experts; they surely knew the most information and their actions were the most effective; watching them would suffice.

Yang Qinglan looked down at the "Sand Pond" with a slight frown, beautiful as if cupping a heart, seemingly deep in thought.

Turquoise Pool's eyes roved, as though gauging everything and yet as if nothing truly mattered to her.

As time passed, a steady stream of people gathered from all directions.

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