Li Xiaoya hurriedly looked up. The yellow fog, which had only been slowly churning and stirring before, suddenly began roiling violently, as though an invisible giant hand were stirring the air. Tornadoes gradually began forming within it.
"Huh?! An earthquake?" Li Xiaoya suddenly noticed that the mountain beneath his feet had begun trembling slightly. A faint rumbling came through the air, and the shaking beneath him grew fiercer and fiercer, the noise louder and louder. The tornadoes inside the city walls were growing larger as well.
"The Ancient City is about to appear!" Senior Brother Zhang shouted. He swept his gaze over everyone, then called, "Everyone, channel your magic power into the restriction barrier together! Hold against the shockwaves and tornadoes!"
"Shockwaves and tornadoes?" Li Xiaoya froze at his words, then asked Liu Qingshan beside him curiously.
"I don't know either!" Liu Qingshan said, equally lost in a fog.
"They say tornadoes and shockwaves appear when the Ancient City emerges and opens. The closer you are, the stronger they get! Only a protective barrier formed by restrictions can withstand them," He Jin explained.
"Hey! Why didn't you say so earlier?" Li Xiaoya said irritably. He had wondered why no one rushed to the very front, and why everyone hid within the restrictions. So doing that was courting death.
"Uh! We were at the very back before, so we were hardly affected!" He Jin said sheepishly.
"Enough!" Senior Brother Zhang barked coldly. "Junior Brother Li, stop chatting and help! Just channel your magic power into the protective barrier. The first shockwave is almost here, and it's the strongest! Everyone, stay alert!"
"All right!" At his words, everyone hurriedly began channeling magic power into the protective barrier.
Senior Brother Zhang was reportedly over a hundred years old. Although, like many cultivators, his