"Eighth Soul Skill-Interspatial Storm Wings!"
He Tiancheng's voice exploded across the battlefield like thunder, shaking everyone to their core.
As his shout rang out, a powerful wave of energy rapidly spread from He Tiancheng, and a storm began to brew.
Under the surge of that energy, the wings of his Black Feather Crane Martial Soul instantly swelled into enormous black energy wings, each more than thirty meters long.
Those wings resembled a black curtain across the night sky, blotting out the heavens and the sun, oppressive and mysterious. Powerful energy fluctuations radiated from them, carrying immense, surging force that could suppress everything.
"What Soul Skill is this? It's strong!" Zhu Yanfeng watched He Tiancheng with a grave expression. He could feel that powerful wave of energy drawing ever closer.
"Hmph, this is one of my strongest offensive Soul Skills, Interspatial Storm Wings!" He Tiancheng sneered, then suddenly sprang into the air, turning into a streak of black light that rushed toward Zhu Yanfeng.
Behind him, the enormous black energy wings beat fiercely. Howling winds instantly whipped up a massive storm, laced with razor-sharp wind blades.
Under the assault of Interspatial Storm Wings, the surrounding battlefield was engulfed by that powerful energy.
The black wings swayed in the gale, releasing powerful energy fluctuations, while the sharp wind blades carved black trails through the air as they shot toward him.
Sensing the powerful energy fluctuations and razor-sharp wind blades, Zhu Yanfeng narrowed his eyes.
He swiftly activated his Stone Armor Shield, attempting to withstand the assault that came like a raging storm.
However, the energy released by those enormous black wings exceeded anything he had imagined.
The gales and wind blades unleashed by Interspatial Storm Wings surged toward him like a raging tide, instantly tearing his Stone Armor Shield apart.
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