Rumble!!!! Though the tornado was tremendous, it approached much more slowly. Unlike the Rogue Cultivators, however, the group did not flee, but continued pouring in more magic power.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!! Screee!!! The first tornado finally drew close to the peak where Li Xiaoya and the others stood, but then something unexpected happened.
The first tornado wavered, veered right, and actually missed the peak occupied by the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples. Instead, it swept through the gap between their peak and the next. Only the gravel and branches it whipped up kept pelting the Protective Barrier with a crackling clatter, leaving everyone overjoyed.
Boom! Suddenly, the fifth shockwave burst outward. Perhaps because the tornado stood in its path, however, it was even weaker, possessing less than half the force of the fourth wave. It struck the Protective Barrier without doing any damage at all.
"Hahaha! We really got lucky this time!" Senior Brother Zhang laughed heartily. Being spared a hit from the tornado had saved them a great deal of magic power.
The others were also visibly delighted, brimming with excitement.
But an even more welcome surprise followed. Tornado after tornado charged toward them, yet none struck the Heavenly Dao Sect's peak. Every one veered either left or right, missing their peak entirely; even the closest merely grazed its edge. The peaks behind them fared far worse. Several failed to hold out and were torn apart, leaving their occupants scattered. The fortunate suffered only light injuries, while the less fortunate nearly died in the tornadoes. Later, they heard that a cultivator really had died in one. Apparently, he had been swept up, spun unconscious, and then fallen to his death, becoming quite the laughingstock of the Cultivation World.
"Good! This is the last tornado!" Even the unusually composed Senior Brother