Chapter 140: A Sneak Attack

In the depths of the Oblivion Wasteland, the vast expanse of yellow sand stretched out endlessly.

The color grew darker, and the air became more stifling as occasional gusts of wind kicked up sandstorms.

A cold, stern young man with a sword strapped to his back slowly walked forward.

"The deeper I go into Oblivion Wasteland, the more Third-grade Nirvana Realm experts I'll encounter. As a First-grade Nirvana Realm cultivator here, I might still stand out," Owen thought to himself.

There...