"Wuuu!"
A vast mass of pure black Yin Wind rushed straight at him, exuding bone-piercing cold and sky-high killing intent.
Like an ocean of ink filling the entire space, ready to completely drown everything it touched.
And in front of that ocean, there was a lone figure faintly emitting a black glow.
Compared to the vast Yin Wind, his size was almost negligible.
Fragile like an ant facing a tsunami.
The ocean of Yin Wind engulfed the figure in the blink of an eye.
"Wuuu!"
"Wuuu!"
"Fuck!"
Lou Yi couldn't help but curse.
This Void Yin Wind was a Golden Core level Magic, silent and traceless, often only detectable when it was right in front of you.
The reason it was making such a huge racket now was simply because the quantity was too massive—hundreds, thousands of times the usual.
And it covered the sky and earth; there was absolutely no way to dodge it, he could only grit his teeth and take it head on.
"Wind Stabilization."
