Yan Fangbai readily agreed, then said, "Once we find the demon, if there's still time, we'll bring Brother Xuan for training."
The two conversed and then prepared to return, but just then, a chilling wind suddenly swept from the west, bending every blade of grass, snapping old tree branches, and stirring dust and stones in the desolate forest.
It was a formidable demonic wind, causing a buzzing in everyone's eardrums, and even blurring the view before them.
Time seemed to slow down, and the crowd fell utterly silent.
Suddenly, they looked up to see a massive accumulation of dark clouds in the southwest, within which torrents of rain and fierce winds could be vaguely seen.
Yan Fangbai said, "Let's go take a look."
He had just moved forward when he noticed that Li Xuan hadn't budged and turned back to look.
In his sight, Prince Qing was staring wide-eyed at the sky.
"Brother Xuan, what's the matter?"
Li Xuan slowly withdrew his gaze.
