The moment they entered the Black Wind Sea, an invisible and terrifying force pressed in from all directions.
The Chaos Astral Wind seeped through every opening.
The defensive barrier formed by Fan Kong and the others let out overloaded creaks beneath the astral wind's assault, its radiance dimming at a visible rate.
"Hold on!" Fan Kong roared, frantically pouring the power of Law into the barrier.
The others gritted their teeth as well, desperately maintaining the formation.
Yet the Chaos Astral Wind was far more powerful than they had imagined.
"Pfft!"
A Hunyuan Grand Unity Realm cultivator with relatively weaker cultivation was the first to falter. He spat out blood, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.
Immediately afterward, the protective divine light around his body shattered like a punctured bubble.
"Aah!"
A shrill scream rang out.
The moment that cultivator's body touched the Chaos Astral Wind, it was blown apart like a sand sculpture. His flesh, blood, and soul were all reduced to dust and scattered into the darkness.
The sight sent a bone-chilling coldness through everyone.
"Realm Lord! We can't go on! This astral wind is too powerful!" an elder howled. "We won't be able to last much longer!"
Fan Kong's face darkened so much it seemed as though water could drip from it.
He turned to look back.
Deep within the chaotic astral winds, a massive divine vessel was braving the storm and steadily closing in on them.
It was Xuan He.
He had actually followed them in.
Fan Kong's heart sank bit by bit.
Going forward meant death, and retreating meant death as well.
They truly seemed to have been forced into a dead end.
"Realm Lord, let's fight them to the death!" An elder's eyes were bloodshot, his face filled with madness.
"Fight?" Fan Kong