"Withering Shadow."
"Retreat!"
Not missing this fleeting opportunity, Yiye Zhiqu called out to his three teammates, and taking advantage of the path cleared by the Fireball Technique, they quickly rushed out of the area shrouded in shadows.
The hand, as large as a city gate, finally descended, smashing the spot where they had been standing, erasing the traps and shelters they had set up, along with the entire hill!
The turbulent airflow, mixed with sand and dust, turned into a massive shockwave that almost pushed the four players off the hillside.
Thanks to this, the pack of young beasts surrounding them also suffered. Rushing to the cave like a tide, they now fell from the mountain like a waterfall.
Looking at the mountain peak shattered by a single slap, Yiye Zhiqu felt a burst of fear in his heart as he turned back, searching around for the hero who had just saved them.
