Everyone was stunned by the ruins before them, hundreds of meters wide and stretching for a thousand meters.
Not one of them noticed the [Formation Fragment] on the inner collar of Qin Ran's cloak flashing with an unusual light. Even if they had, they would only have taken it for sunlight reflecting off it.
After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, the [Formation Fragment] was merely a golden-green button.
Perhaps its only noteworthy feature was the complexity of its pattern.
Whoosh!
Another gust of wind swept through.
It was a naturally occurring breeze.
Warm and gentle.
Yet in that wind, every Special Operations Group member present shuddered violently, as though they were about to fall into an abyss, and looked around in terror.
Only when they failed to see the black figure holding a whirlwind in his hand did they all breathe a sigh of relief.
Then they looked at one another, hoping to ask their companions when Qin Ran had left.
But no one had noticed.
Even Mier, who had been paying particular attention to Qin Ran, had been drawn away by the hurricane at that very moment.
"Is this the power of Demon Hunters?"
Mier stared at the vanished Evan Road and could not help murmuring to herself.
There was no fear, no terror.
There was only...
Eagerness to try!
Will clearly sensed the change in his granddaughter and could not help covering his forehead.
As the leader of the Special Operations Group, Will had a terrible headache at that moment.
He was troubled both by how to explain the scene before him to his superiors and by his granddaughter, who could get dragged into trouble at any moment.
That was right, Demon Hunters were powerful.
But there was even more danger around Demon Hunters.
Even powerful