Continuing his search through the desolate desert of the twenty-fifth floor while avoiding any unnecessary battles with the immortal demon beasts that he currently couldn't kill because of their ability to merge with the massive desert, Xuan Hao was fully intent on searching through the entirety of the desert if he had to. Having already invested far too much time to give up on his exploration of the twenty-fifth floor.
Not to mention, it was becoming increasingly unlikely for him to continue his unlucky streak of not finding any clues about the heart of the desert. After all, the floor should have been designed for someone in the Sea Formation Realm to clear it.
Even if the heart of the desert had some ability to avoid his divine sense, there should at least be some clues for him to follow like there had been on the nineteenth floor of the tower where his divine sense had been restricted and vision limited by the blood mist.
