Across a vast, undulating expanse of gravel, a sudden, enormous whirlwind rose in the once-empty, silent world in the distance. Within the sweeping gale, five figures appeared and disappeared intermittently.
Several miles behind the whirlwind, clusters of fist-sized, yellow-brown clouds were now in hot pursuit.
The yellow-brown clouds were packed densely together, their number impossible to count.
The whirlwind howled. Its speed within Qinggu Space was already considered extremely fast. Yet the yellow-brown clouds behind it flew even faster than the whirlwind.
The two sides were only several miles apart. At that distance, in the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the densely packed yellow-brown clouds behind them would engulf the five cultivators inside the whirlwind ahead.
The five cultivators had already unleashed all the speed their bodies could withstand. Even so, they still could not escape the pursuit of the yellow-brown clouds racing after them.
"Damn it! These Devouring Calamity Ants are truly troublesome. They've actually pursued us relentlessly for so long." Amid the sweeping gale, a gloomy voice rang out, laced with anger and alarm.
"Brother Siwen, there's no use saying more. We can only cast our techniques again and shake them off before putting some distance between us. If they truly stop us, given our current condition, we may really perish. We're not far from Nayin Swamp. As long as we enter Nayin Swamp, these Devouring Calamity Ants naturally won't pursue us any farther." Alongside the angry voice, another calm voice rang out from within the whirlwind.
The cultivator speaking seemed to be the leader of the five. Once he finished, the other four said nothing more. They all formed hand seals and began casting their techniques once again.
In an instant, a vast soul force suddenly swept outward. The howling whirlwind abruptly stalled,