That sudden gust of fierce wind scattered the forces of the Golden Winged Roc, Nine-tailed Spirit Fox, and the Azure Wolf Clan.
The Nine-tailed Fox Demon was also torn away from Young Master Lan Qing's body, caught up in the windstorm, and blown deep into the Nether Immortal Ancient Land.
"What kind of wind is this?"
The Nine-tailed Fox Demon was terrified; she found herself unable to move in the tumultuous wind.
She had never encountered such a terrifying wind before.
A great demon like her, at the Destiny Realm, was utterly powerless against it.
The force of the gust was so unimaginably powerful that she couldn't even make out the world outside; she could only sense everything around her moving rapidly, as if she had fallen into a drifting dream.
Fortunately for the Nine-tailed Fox Demon, the fierce wind, while strong, was not deadly.
She was not torn apart by the furious tempest.
The eerie wind merely propelled her farther away.
