Storm Plains.
Ming Shu was shrouded in black baleful wind, his silver hair whipping wildly and his robes snapping.
Like a deity riding a torrent of destruction, he made himself the eye of a towering baleful wind tornado and drove it forward.
Every herd of Thunderhorn Rhinos roaming the land and every floating Hurricane Elemental within sight was dragged to the tornado's edge by its savage suction.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
Countless serrated blades of baleful wind, precisely controlled by Psychokinesis and edged with high-frequency vibrations, shot through the tornado, becoming meat-grinding blades that instantly sliced apart the monsters swept inside.
Flesh, shells, elemental cores-all matter became the finest particles in an instant, then was ground down by pure baleful wind energy and transformed into mist that streamed endlessly into his body.
His Life Soul Level continued to climb at a furious pace.
But it still wasn't enough.
Ming Shu's Eagle-Headed Demon Perception spread outward to its limits like an invisible web centered on him.
The three-dimensional perception granted by the Eagle-Headed Demon clearly reflected every fluctuation of life within several kilometers in his mind.
"Northeast, two kilometers, a pack of Thunderstorm Lizards-southwest, three kilometers, a small group of Wind Elemental Lifeforms-"
His mind rapidly calculated the optimal clearing route and experience-gathering efficiency.
With a slight shift of thought, the baleful wind tornado overhead abruptly split off a tributary. Like a monstrous black python, it swept up sand and gravel and lunged northeast.
Meanwhile, he steered the main tornado southwest, accelerating once again.
He divided his attention between two tasks, clearing two high-value targets at once.
This was a level ordinary players could scarcely reach, an ultimate test of a player's control over Mental Power, yet Ming Shu showed no hesitation.
He had already been capable of this before becoming a