Qin Fengming's heart stirred the instant he suddenly saw an invisible fluctuation appear. His brows furrowed slightly, but he made no move.
A terrifying fluctuation that assaulted the mind had already swept over Qin Fengming the moment he sensed it. He only felt his mind tighten as a vast force of disturbance churned within his sea of consciousness.
"The power of sound waves. It has some might, at least." Sensing the strange fluctuation reaching him, Qin Fengming murmured.
Yet just as his words left his mouth, amid the surging invisible fluctuations, a vast sandstorm suddenly swept up. It was as though monstrous waves had suddenly surged across a vast, tranquil sea. Centered on Huan, it abruptly rolled and engulfed everything in all directions.
As the sand waves swept forth and the sound spread, the gale and sand suddenly grew violent.
In almost an instant, Qin Fengming was swept into the boundless sandstorm, his figure vanishing from sight.
A burst of wailing suddenly rose from the mouths of the many cultivators who had already retreated twenty to thirty miles away. Everyone's expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with terror.
That strange sound wave had actually been carried directly to where everyone stood amid the scorching hurricane.
The cultivators below the Divine Connection stage all felt a tremendous force of disturbance assail them the moment it reached them. Their bodies swayed, and their minds fell into an extremely unstable state.
The formidable might of a peak Profound Spirit cultivator instantly filled the expressions of the many Divine Connection and Integration stage cultivators with terror. Even some cultivators in the Profound Spirit realm slightly furrowed their brows, a deep sense of dread suddenly welling up in their hearts.
The sound wave swept forth with incredible speed, but vanished just as quickly. The moment