The night was deep and the fierce wind howled around like a raging beast, swirling the sand and stones on the ground, as if playing the prelude to this heart-stopping fierce battle. Shi Feiyang stood tall among the crowd, his stance like a pine tree, facing the fierce attacks like tidal waves, his face showing no trace of panic. His expression was stern and calm, and his deep eyes radiated innate determination and fearlessness.
For the battle-hardened Shi Feiyang, the enemies before him were nothing more than insignificant ants.
He took a deep breath, operated the Bright Jade Technique, and in an instant, Shi Feiyang was enveloped by a dense white mist.
