The wind moved slowly, yet it landed precisely on the two Crimson Sand Clan cultivators. Crimson grains of sand were blown from their skin.
"Not good! Besides that human female cultivator from earlier, there are others hidden nearby. We've fallen into a trap!
And whoever is hiding in the dark is proficient in the Law of Wind."
The two exchanged a glance, each seeing alarm in the other's eyes.
The Crimson Sand Clan was very powerful. Due to the peculiar nature of crimson sand, they were extremely difficult to kill completely.
So long as even a single grain of sand remained unobliterated, they could revive.
But the Law of Wind covered far too wide an area and could easily grind crimson sand into nothing.
In just that short while, more than half the crimson sand on the two men's skin had been blown away.
They could not stay any longer!
The two exchanged a divine sense message. They no longer wished to fight and began searching for an opening, preparing to leave.
But how could Feng Ling allow them to depart so easily? He controlled the wind, drawing winds from every direction together. In an instant, they formed a wind domain that trapped the two firmly within.
Once the wind domain took shape, the winds within surged stronger with each wave, mercilessly crushing the two Crimson Sand Clan cultivators.
After half a quarter-hour, the sound of the wind gradually weakened.
Feng Ling withdrew the wind domain, and the people inside had vanished as well.
He tossed Xu Chunniang a Spirit Core and a mustard-seed space. "Your share."
Xu Chunniang swept it with her divine sense and accepted it openly.
"Stay hidden. More work is coming. There are quite a few people this time. Are you confident? If not, I can