"Little Twelve is clever enough not to get caught. As for Old Three... you'd better worry about his opponent," Yun Mo said calmly, but his gravity field had already quietly shifted direction, placing more pressure on the commander walking toward Agula.
The commander felt the gravity enveloping him suddenly intensify, and his steps faltered slightly. Instead, a cold smile curled his lips.
He loosely clenched his right hand, and a spear formed from pure air pressure took shape in his palm.
He was not an elemental Awakened, but a transcendent stage realm peak who wielded a special air-pressure superpower.
The air around him kept cracking explosively as his pressure field distorted it, and the invisible pressure crushed the gravel beneath his feet to powder.
He held the air-pressure spear across his body, pushed off the ground, and shot straight toward Agula.
Hidden in the shadows, Blood One, Mo Yuan, narrowed his pupils slightly, for he had seen a brief glimpse of the near future in the precognitive visions of his Time Traveler bloodline.
The enemy had three transcendent stage realm peaks in total. It was an extravagant lineup, and the force behind them had spared no expense on this operation.
"Watch out! The enemy has three transcendent level peaks! Everyone, engage!"
The instant Blood One, Mo Yuan, finished speaking, the two long-suppressed auras behind the dunes stopped concealing themselves. The oppressive might of two transcendent stage realm peaks erupted simultaneously, pressing even the gravel on the Gobi Desert down into the ground.
The commander wielding the air-pressure spear was the first to engage Agula. He pointed his spear at Agula, and the surrounding air abruptly compressed. An invisible air-pressure cannon blast thundered from its tip, crushing the sand and soil along its path into a deep trench.
Instead of retreating,