Silent and quiet, dead silence.
The dark void ahead was just like the places Fanming had flown over before.
Even though he knew that immense danger lay ahead in the form of dark wind currents, upon closer examination, he still couldn't detect any difference.
"Why would such a strong wind suddenly arise here?"
Wang Ba was perplexed and hesitant. He raised his hand again and tossed some spirit materials towards the surrounding area of the wind district he had just passed.
Bang!
Thousands of worthless spirit materials simultaneously shattered in the wind before Wang Ba, scattering in all directions.
Then, under his grave gaze, they covered the entire front, up and down, left and right.
"Here... there's a wind wall!?"
"No, it's not a wind wall..."
Wang Ba closely watched as the powdered spirit materials were blown deeper; shortly afterward, they shattered again until he couldn't see them at all.
He hesitated.
