The Chen Family's dozen or so elite experts were swallowed by the storm, torn limb from limb!
Even those as powerful as the Myriad Phenomena Realm appeared utterly insignificant before such heavenly might.
Obviously, the number of Myriad Phenomena experts dying here each year is far more than just a few dozen.
Suddenly.
A faint, formless ripple swept through the storm.
It was as if a gentle breeze slid silently into the raging tempest, gliding by unnoticed, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. The Storage Rings dropped by the Chen Family's experts were all caught up, then vanished without a trace!
On the periphery.
The middle-aged man stared at everything before him, dumbstruck, trembling uncontrollably beneath the terror that split the heavens itself.
"Are they insane?"
"No, so many experts dealing with Xu Yang alone… do they really need such a commotion?"
The middle-aged man couldn't understand.
