The terrifying aftermath of Qi Power swept in all directions.
Buildings collapsed suddenly, one after the other.
In the sea, waves rose without wind, capsizing moored small boats.
The Foundation Establishment Cultivators overseeing Feileng City watched this scene from afar, their faces a mix of heartache and anger.
In the center of the battlefield, the Three practitioners of the Wu Family had just blocked Luo Chen's strike, but suddenly sensed something amiss.
A layer of gray-white fog spread amongst the raindrops and sparks in the sky.
Wherever the fog passed, a hissing sound of dissolution could be heard.
Wu Di's sword cried out mournfully in his hand.
"Something's wrong, it's Evil Qi!"
"Be careful!"
Although these words were spoken, the strange Evil Qi had already completely enveloped the battlefield.
Moreover, the dense Evil Qi obstructed the trio's line of sight from each other.
Because of this, the three could only communicate through Divine Consciousness.
