Shi Feiyang's palm wind surged like raging waves, roaring out with a "whoosh," shaking every corner of the cave. Liu Tingting, Gong Simeng, Xiang Kun, and the others were caught off guard by this sudden fierce wind.
They were blown back and tumbled to the ground, more than ten feet away.
Liu Tingting let out a tender cry, "Ah!" After rolling several times on the ground, she barely managed to steady herself.
Gong Simeng's soft whip slipped from her hand due to the impact.
With a "swoosh," her body slammed heavily against the stone wall with a "bang," looking extremely embarrassed.
As for Xiang Kun, he was directly overturned by the force, lying on the ground in a helpless state.
The cave was filled with a stench of rot and blood, with a faint phosphorescence flickering on the stone walls, resembling ghostly flames, casting the space into an eerie, sinister light. The dust on the ground flew wildly in the strong wind, blurring everyone's vision.
