"Let the sky be my scroll, and the wind my brush!"
"Gale, heed my command—!"
As Wind God Allen chanted, a distorted "eye of the wind" suddenly appeared above the three-headed giant.
Like a massive maw capable of devouring everything, the eye of the wind began madly swallowing all the energy around it.
Then, under the giant's terrified gaze, tens of thousands of devastating Wind Blades erupted from the eye of the wind!
"Whoosh—!"
The transmigrator boasted wildly, showing no regard for the royal family. He even clamored about restoring order here and making his father king.
"Move aside." Sikong Zhun was already furious, but he still maintained his composure and did not strike.
Su Muchan's gaze froze as the detailed explanation Jing Mingxuan had previously given her surfaced in her mind.
Ever since she had reconciled with Ye Fan, she had been getting up later and later. Even though there had been no meeting last night, she had still slept until nine in the morning.
Tan Shuhui knew her body was failing, so she urged her husband to properly educate Fu Xin. After all, Fu Xin was the child she had carried for ten months and given birth to.
Jiang Yao did her best to restrain herself, shifting her gaze away from the desk in front of her and ignoring the smell of blood lingering beneath her nose.
Look at Dragon Nation's friends. They had even developed connections in the Horror National Fortune Battlefield. They could run a dungeon and still run into familiar horrors.
After witnessing Ye Fan's countless miraculous methods, they naturally wanted to curry favor with him and draw him in, hoping to forge a bond with Ye Fan through Liu Yingying.
Huo Yanxing's heart sank, and just as he was about to lose his temper,