Zhou Fan's expression was solemn to the extreme. Although he was only in the Core Condensation Realm, his several hundred years of experience as a cultivator were exceedingly rich.
Life as a rogue cultivator was bitter to begin with, and once, when he had gone out to gather herbs, he had encountered Heavenly Wind.
The impression was unforgettable!
To say he had escaped by a hair's breadth through nine deaths and one life would not be an exaggeration.
Yet the Heavenly Wind in his memories simply could not compare to what was before his eyes.
Changfeng City's Restriction was also quite famous, but whether it could turn danger into safety was truly hard to say.
At that thought, his face turned deathly pale.
He knew that if he truly wanted to turn danger into safety, the only way was to leave this place of trouble as quickly as possible.
That was the logic, but the Heavenly Wind's approach was no ordinary speed.
As a mere Core Condensation Realm cultivator, he simply did not have the ability to go out and avoid the calamity. Once he left this place, he feared he would not make it a hundred li before being overtaken by the Heavenly Wind.
That outcome would truly be eternal damnation beyond redemption.
Weighing the pros and cons, he could only remain here after all.
Zhou Fan's face was ashen, his heart filled with incomparable unease.
And how were the other cultivators in the Immortal City any different?
At this time, the sky was still early, and the Sun had only just risen. Originally, most people were still in dreamland, but the Heavenly Wind came with such ferocious momentum that it woke everyone from their pleasant dreams.
In an instant, cries of alarm rose one after another, and there