"Wait, wait, wait..."
Although Du Jiashi looked utterly incredulous.
He was still pushed into the battlefield by the Daoist.
No, strictly speaking, it did not count as a battlefield. They were merely trying to approach those two from the distant outskirts.
But the fierce gale-force winds and even the spiderwebs carpeting the ground left him nowhere to step, let alone get closer.
Du Jiashi wiped his face.
Though there were no obvious wounds on his face, nor was he bleeding.
He only felt as though the wind was about to peel the skin off his face, leaving it stinging painfully.
Du Jiashi gulped.
The Daoist turned to look at him.
He found that Du Jiashi was swallowing frantically, looking extremely nervous.
Zhao Hun and Yang Yu also braced themselves against the wind, raising their hands to shield their faces as they struggled toward them.
The closer they got to the center of the fight, the stronger the wind became.
The wind pressure was utterly terrifying. Getting closer was nothing more than wishful thinking.
Yang Yu and Zhao Hun both looked shocked. "So strong! Is this the power of an S-rank or higher Contract Anomalist?"
Then they both looked at the Daoist.
Yang Yu said, "Daoist, although Du Jiashi's ability is sealing, we can't even get close. Why don't we just forget it?"
Zhao Hun said, "Yeah, yeah, forget it. They should show at least a little restraint when they fight."
The moment he finished speaking.
A stone nearly as large as a face came hurtling toward them.
If Yang Yu had not foreseen it and pulled Zhao Hun away.
His face would probably have taken that hit head-on.
The Daoist stood with his hands behind his back. "I don't think they know what restraint means at all. Just look at