Crack, crack!
Above the vault of heaven, leaden clouds piled up, angrily roaring. Within the incredibly heavy black clouds, countless interwoven lightning bolts intertwined and roared!
In the midst of the clouds, there was a terrifying azure tempest blowing, swirling fiercely. Each time it blew, it felt like the cuts of a thousand knives, making one feel as if their very soul was being shredded and obliterated.
That was the wind of calamity, one of the Three Calamities, the Destructive God Wind, capable of having a great impact on a cultivator's soul, even easily destroying a cultivator's soul!
The howling and rampaging gale made the hairs on one's body stand on end, evoking a sense of impending doom.
The swirling snowflakes that fell were shattered and dissolved into water droplets by the powerful aura, evaporating into a mist before touching the ground, making the entire world become mist-ridden and obscure.
A fan lightly shook, and a crane robe fluttered.
