The sudden storm caught everyone off guard, and by the time they reacted, they were already powerless to resist. Zong Yunqian and Master Yu Sheng were flung out by the enormous gust of wind instantly, without the slightest chance to fight back.
Not to mention the disciples of Qiandao Temple, three of whom were injured and suddenly stopped breathing.
Only then did everyone realize that this was no ordinary storm, accompanied by a thunderous roar that sounded like a group of furious tigers.
The next moment, Master Huo Yi was also toppled to the ground by the fierce wind, and the young boy in his arms was thrown into the air before falling like a broken doll onto the ground.
"Master——"
"Master——" Master Yu Sheng first grabbed hold of a large tree, and immediately saw Master Huo Yi knocked over by the wind, his wide robe billowing as if it could lift the person on the ground into the air at any moment.
