Boom! Before Zou Wanqing and the others could find where the Seventh Stage Wind Origin Clan member was gathering wind, they saw the towering city conjured by the distant array shatter beneath the storm, dissolving into countless motes of spiritual light.
Two enormous storms swept toward Zou Wanqing and the others once more.
At that moment, Zou Wanqing found himself caught between two impossible choices.
He naturally still had three crimson wheels at his disposal.
But once he unleashed those three wheels, he would be unable to condense another Great Red True Dharma Wheel for some time, leaving him unable to kill that Seventh Stage Wind Origin Clan member.
Their battle formation might even be broken apart, causing countless low-level cultivators to die.
His spirit boat was a top-grade spirit treasure, not the Ancient Wilderness Ark. Though it had a protective barrier, it could never withstand a blow from a Void Refinement cultivator.
"Go!" With the storms almost upon them and the hidden, gravely wounded Wind Origin Clan member still nowhere to be found, Zou Wanqing could no longer let the storms sweep over them. He activated the Great Red True Dharma Wheel and sent it slashing toward the storm.
Although a single crimson wheel had blasted apart the previous storm, it would not suffice against the one before them.
It took all three crimson wheels to cleave that storm apart.
Even then, the raging gale turned into wind blades and hurtled toward them.
Zou Wanqing had no choice but to steer the top-grade spirit treasure flying boat backward.
"Over there!" Just then, spiritual light shone in Ye Jingyu's eyes as he pointed into the distance.
Zou Wanqing was taken aback by his words.
He could sense no trace of a Wind Origin Clan member there.
But spiritual light gleamed