The sound, upon first hearing it, was like a starving beast roaring from its throat when it spotted prey.
Fast, incredibly fast.
A strange wind rose up abruptly from the bottom of the cliff.
The strange wind came suddenly, with a ferocity surpassing a tsunami.
Yue Jinghua and two others, including Ye Zi and Yue Chen, felt like three lean boats on the sea, suddenly tossed outward, their insides churning tumultuously.
Immediately after, another force pulled them simultaneously toward the cliff.
Sky Gang Wind.
Yue Jinghua was scattered by the wind, and a terrifying thought intruded her mind.
She had seen on the continent that in some perilous mountainous areas of Longteng Continent, there naturally formed Sky Gang Winds existed.
At its mildest, the Sky Gang Wind howls like wild apes; at its worst, it covers the sky and the earth with its fierceness.
If one were pulled into a cliff by the Sky Gang Wind, even those with copper skin and iron bones would be shattered to pieces.
