Whoo!!
The raging wind and air streams continued to blow, causing the people of the Nido Royal Capital to struggle to keep their eyes open.
Even those closest from the Nido Military were several hundred meters away, their clothes flapping wildly, and the flying devices and tanks swaying side to side.
"This... is this really humanly possible?"
"Can a Martial Artist achieve this?"
"Is he a monster?"
Whispers of shock rose and fell, creating a noisy chatter within the Perception.
Chen Feng didn't pay much attention to this, instead merely looking down at the half-burned, dried-up body on the ground.
"Flame... Flame Tiger Sect, are you alright?"
A sorrowful voice, a familiar face.
Memories of the past flashed by. Although Chen Feng had already guessed, he still somewhat wished this wasn't the situation.
Until the end, facing those increasingly dim eyes, seeming to disappear imminently.
He nodded in response after a moment of silence.
"They are all still around."
