The Devastating Storm and the Green-Faced Beast-Pattern Mirror (Two-in-One; Monthly Votes Appreciated)

Across the Ethereal Mountain Range, terrifying gales formed one moving eye of the storm after another, sweeping toward Taihang Commandery.

Each colossal storm rose dozens of yards high, drawing countless stones and trees into its body like a giant of wind stuffed full of sand and rock.

Once they crossed the mountains and reached the mortal towns, countless people met disaster in an instant.

There was no time to flee. When the storms engulfed them, their blood had no chance to splash before they became part of the tempest.

The largest eye at the front stood a full hundred yards high and was still growing toward a hundred and fifty.

The other storm eyes swelled higher as well, none seeming far from a hundred yards.

The storms swept forward faster than an ordinary Golden Core cultivator could fly.

And they grew larger, more terrifying, with every passing moment.

Wherever they passed, they peeled away layer upon layer of earth, leaving only ravaged rock exposed from underground—a testament to the storms' terrifying power!

"Everyone, this beast tide began because of you. No one leaves today! Otherwise, don't blame me for leaving too. Whatever Taihang and Taichang Commanderies lose, I'll plunder the same amount from each of your territories!" Ziming True Lord was beside himself with fury.

One glance at that terrifying storm, which had been gathering strength for who knew how long, was enough to make his scalp crawl.

This was neither the first beast tide Azure Demon Emperor had unleashed nor the first time he had used this divine ability.

Yet each time he did, the Yan Kingdom suffered grievous losses.

If Ziming had to withstand it alone, even his many Fifth Stage treasures would not be enough.

Keeping the others here and wielding their treasures together was by