The crystal wall, however, had managed to absorb most of the black storm's power.
The remaining force of the wind struck Lin Ye, but instead of hindering him, it became a boon, pushing him even farther back and creating a significant gap between him and Galasha.
Just then, several piercing screams echoed from the distance.
Lin Ye glanced over.
He saw that Galasha's furious tail strike, having missed its mark, had continued onward with undiminished force, impaling several unlucky Shadow Scale Warriors who hadn't been able to get out of the way.
Their own king had skewered the Warriors on its tail like meat on a spit. They died on the spot without so much as a scream.
This sight filled the eyes of all the surrounding Shadow Scale onlookers with profound fear.
They began to retreat frantically. Some had already scrambled hundreds of meters away to cower in the corners of the valley walls, trembling uncontrollably.
Lin Ye felt a surge of contempt.
