"I best be on my way, before anything unforseen happens again." Zhou Chen lightly tapped both sides of his face with his hands, doing that helped him recover his bearing to some extent and allowed him to carry on with his journey.
This part of the pocket dimension was completely dead and scorchingly hot, some parts of the ground which were exposed cracked like dried clay beneath his boots, the cracks released faint curls of heat which only served to raise the areas temperature even higher.
The horizon shimmered as though it were melting, and the air itself seemed heavy, pressing against his lungs. Even the faintest breeze carried grains of red dust that stung his eyes. The sun above this place hung low and dull, its light was oppressive and quiet unnatural which made the atmosphere rath
