Wait a Moment

The terrifying might spilling out from this place also filled the native Northwest forces that had been watching from afar with dread. They hurriedly drove their own ferry vessels farther back, afraid of being caught up in this calamity.

Now they understood why those cultivators from the Central Region had ordered them to retreat at least a hundred li.

At the time, they had only felt that the others were acting rather domineeringly. Looking at it now, that was not entirely the case.

Their little ferry vessels and cloud boats were no match for immortal ships. The lightning that had just fallen from the heavens alone would have been enough to make them suffer.

If they were truly swept into that spatial turbulence, even nine lives would not be enough to survive.

Whoosh—

Whoosh—

After the lightning came gust after gust of violent wind pouring back into heaven and earth.

The force of this wind was exceptionally savage. With one sweep, it blew entire mountain ranges sideways onto the ground; with one roll, it churned the waters of a whole lake into the clouds.

"Gasp—what terrifying vile wind. If one entered it, even Spiritual Connection cultivators would likely struggle to protect themselves."

"Fellow Daoist speaks truly. In my view, unless one has entered the True Person realm, one would be unable to gain a foothold within it."

On the ferry vessels of the various factions, many Northwest and Central Region cultivators watched the raging winds outside through the immortal ship shields and could not help but sigh in awe.

Yet aboard the Donglai Sect's immortal ship, a cultivator with a face as handsome as a star god stood atop the ship beneath the concealment spell of a bald old cultivator. Watching the winds sweeping outside, he wore a pleased expression.