Another roar rang out!
This time, it was no longer a declaration of his arrival. It carried a clear will, a command!
Rumble—!!!
As if responding to the command of its king, the heavens and earth changed color! Countless amounts of yellow-brown sand and dust surged into the sky across the entire examination field and even as far as the eye could see!
The howling wind was no longer merely wind. It transformed into countless roaring dragons of sand!
The sunlight was completely obscured, plunging the world into a murky yellow darkness!
This was no longer the localized sandstorm Lin Xia had controlled before. This was a terrifying desert disaster spanning several kilometers, brought about by the will of the Tyranitar!
The sand and gravel erupted with scorching sparks as they spun and rubbed against one another at tremendous speeds. The raging wind carried countless fragments of rock, producing a howl like the wails of ghosts and gods!
The air was completely displaced, while gravity twisted and fluctuated chaotically within the raging sandstorm!
The few miserable farmhouses of Shrek Academy trembled and groaned like toys at the edge of the storm. The thatched roofs were instantly torn apart and swept away, while the walls creaked under the unbearable strain!
Visibility?
In this world-shattering sandstorm, it was already zero!
The golden radiance released by Zhao Wuji's Martial Soul True Body was like a candle flickering in the wind. It was instantly swallowed by the violent sand and dust!
Zhao Wuji felt as though he had been thrown into a deadly grinder composed of sand, rocks, and raging gravity!
Every grain of sand and stone spinning at tremendous speed contained terrifying force, violently striking and slicing through his golden fur, producing a dense, ear-piercing noise like torrential rain pounding against metal!
The invisible gravitational force surged to an utterly terrifying level in an instant, as though countless mountains were pressing down upon his shoulders and back. His enormous Martial Soul True Body let out a strained groan, and his legs suddenly sank downward, his knees plunging deep into the ground!
The defense he had always been proud of seemed utterly laughable before the might of heaven and earth!
Scorching heat, suffocation, darkness, endless impacts, and crushing pressure.
This was the "paradise" the Sandstorm Lord had prepared for its "guest"!
"Roaaaar—!!!"
At the center of the sandstorm came Zhao Wuji's roar, filled with pain, frustration, and extreme fear.
He frantically circulated his Soul Power. Golden light flickered within the sandstorm as his First Soul Skill, Immovable Vajra Body, Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement, and Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze, erupted one after another, desperately attempting to force open a space within the destructive storm.
However, his strength was like a single stone thrown into an enraged sea. It was instantly swallowed and erased by the immense, violent waves of sand and dust!
His struggle appeared so feeble and powerless before the natural disaster unconsciously unleashed by Tyranitar!
At the edge of the battlefield, Tang San and the others were only barely protected from being swept into the heart of the devastating sandstorm by the invisible force field emanating from Lin Xia.
Even so, the suffocating sensation and destructive aura rushing toward them left their faces deathly pale, while circulating their Soul Power had become extremely difficult.
All they could see was a vague golden point desperately struggling within the storm before being completely swallowed by endless yellow sand. Only Zhao Wuji's desperate roar could still be faintly heard through the storm, resembling the dying howl of a trapped beast.
The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched even more violently. His eyes were filled with horror and a dazed disbelief, as though his entire understanding of the world had been completely crushed.
Xiao Wu clung tightly to Tang San's arm, her body trembling like a leaf in the wind.
Ning Rongrong's shock had already transformed into deep awe and fear.
Lin Xia stood outside the storm, his clothes fluttering slightly in the chaotic currents of air, his expression still as calm as water.
He gazed at the Sandstorm Lord rampaging across heaven and earth, and a genuine, satisfied smile finally appeared at the corner of his lips.
"Looks like the little guy got a little too excited."
Lin Xia murmured softly. Then, toward the center of the sandstorm, he spoke in a voice that was not loud but clearly pierced through the storm's roar, as though soothing a mischievous pet.
"Alright, Tyranitar, ease up a little. Don't actually turn him into a meat patty."
"Play with him a little and let him understand reality. That's all."
The enormous figure standing like a mountain seemed to understand him. The raging sandstorm within its dark-golden eyes subsided slightly for an instant, and it responded with a deep, thunderous "Tyranitar..." as though reluctantly accepting its master's restraint.
However, the destructive sandstorm surrounding Zhao Wuji did indeed weaken somewhat at its core.
It had gone from a destructive storm capable of instantly crushing a Soul Saint to a terrifying prison capable of completely suppressing him, exhausting his Soul Power, and leaving him utterly battered and helpless.
But even as a mere prison, for Zhao Wuji trapped inside it, it was still a hellish ordeal!
Zhao Wuji continued struggling and roaring frantically, attempting to break free from the desperate shackles formed by sand and gravity. Yet every burst of strength only brought deeper sinking and an even more suffocating sensation.
Meanwhile, several powerful yet uncertain auras were rapidly approaching this apocalyptic scene from the distance.
Flender, Shao Xin, and the others had finally been alarmed by the earth-shaking commotion!
Where that area had once been an ordinary open field surrounded by farmhouses, there was now nothing left.
It was clearly a miniature inferno of natural disaster raging out of control!
The howling of the wind was no longer the sound of ordinary wind. It was the piercing shriek created by billions of grains of sand grinding and spinning at speeds capable of tearing apart one's eardrums, making one's soul tremble!
The sky was completely devoured, and the dazzling sunlight had been reduced to nothing more than a murky, yellow halo.
Sand waves dozens of meters high rolled endlessly like roaring yellow-brown dragons. At the center, dazzling golden light could vaguely be seen flashing and struggling wildly, accompanied by Zhao Wuji's completely distorted roar, filled with pain, fury, and extreme frustration!
The earth groaned and trembled, while the air was scorching and thick like iron sand. An immense, desolate pressure, as though the will of the earth itself had descended, made even the three experienced Soul Saint and Soul Emperor-level powerhouses, Flender and the others, feel suffocated. Even circulating their Soul Power had become sluggish and difficult.
"My heavens! What kind of monster is that?!"
Shao Xin's voice trembled, and he had even forgotten to knead the candy beans in his hand.
Lu Qibin's face was deathly pale. His Star Chess Martial Soul unconsciously floated beside him, its starlight dim.
"It's not a Soul Beast! There's no Soul Beast aura! But that power, it completely surpasses our understanding!"
Flander's eagle-like eyes behind his glasses were as sharp as blades. He instantly locked onto the only calm island within that terrifying scene beyond the storm.
A handsome young man in blue-green robes stood there as calmly as a pine tree. His robes fluttered gently in the chaotic currents, yet he seemed completely detached from the raging storm.
Beside him stood the black-clad young woman, Zhu Zhuqing, whose beauty was breathtaking and whose bearing was as cold as ice.
Not far behind the young man were several young men and women who had either collapsed onto the ground or were barely managing to remain standing. Dai Mubai was deathly pale, while Tang San and Xiao Wu were filled with terror. Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her delicate face drained of color.
Farther away, Li Yusong sat there like a clay statue, his eyes vacant.
That enormous, mountain-like terrifying beast stood silently behind the young man like the most loyal guardian, becoming the absolute core of this apocalyptic storm!
Its very existence was the source of this natural disaster!
Flander's heart clenched violently, almost as though it were about to leap from his chest.
He understood in an instant.
The source of everything was that terrifyingly calm young man!
That enormous beast was definitely not a Soul Beast. It was more like some kind of manifestation of his power?
A Martial Soul?
A summoned creature?
Flander could not understand it at all, but he knew one thing.
He had to stop this!
Zhao Wuji was about to reach his limit!
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