Chapter 101: Gale Wind Tempers the Body! Chaos in the Northwest Continent!

"I hope this time, it can slightly balance the wind and thunder attributes!"

Yun Yi gazed at the wind eye before him that seemed capable of devouring everything, then leapt into it without the slightest hesitation.

Inside the wind eye, the storm carried razor-sharp gravel that lunged at Yun Yi.

Propelled by the high-speed airflow, the gravel tore through the air, emitting a sharp, ear-piercing howl.

Yun Yi did not employ any defensive measures; instead, just like that time in the Void Thunder Pool, he allowed these terrifying gale winds to batter his physical body.

After the previous baptism of Black Demon Thunder, his physical body had already become powerful to an extremely terrifying degree.

At this moment, those gale winds that felt like knife cuts struck his body, merely causing his clothes to flap loudly, while his skin remained completely unharmed.

Clearly this intensity won't do.

"Still not enough……"

Yun Yi frowned tightly, then continued advancing toward the depths of the wind eye.

With every step forward, the wind force multiplied, and the surrounding space rippled with slight distortion under the ravaging of this terrifying wind force, as if it would be torn apart at any moment.

And as he went deeper, strands of black lightning arcs quietly emerged around Yun Yi's body.

Immediately after, Yun Yi slowly permeated the black lightning arcs into the wind, attempting to fuse them with this violent wind force.

The lightning arcs flickered and leaped in the wind, merging with this terrifying wind force amid intense collision.

……

Time hurried by; Yun Yi stayed in this wind eye for over two months.

And during these days, the distant Northwest Continent had already been completely swallowed by the flames of war.

A massive faction originally of considerable scale, the Shi Ming Sect, suddenly increased greatly in strength.

Afterward, they brazenly embarked on a path of hegemony, ambitiously wanting to unify the Northwest Continent.

Wherever the Shi Ming Sect's army reached, they committed every evil — burning, killing, looting, and plundering; the entire Northwest Continent was filled with wailing refugees and suffering people.

Town after town turned into ruins in the flames of war; village after village was leveled to the ground.

Countless commoners were displaced, miserable cries echoing across every inch of the Northwest Continent's land.

In this war for hegemony stirred up by the Shi Ming Sect, who knows how many people had already died.

But the Shi Ming Sect completely didn't care.

They regarded human lives as grass and weeds; as long as they could kill, they absolutely left no survivors!

And this was precisely what the Soul Hall behind the Shi Ming Sect wanted.

Provoke war, cause massive deaths.

And they just happened to harvest souls!

But such behavior made the other factions on the Northwest Continent hate the Shi Ming Sect to the bone.

But the Shi Ming Sect's current power made them unable to resist.

So before long, the flames of war stirred up by the Shi Ming Sect spread rapidly, soon reaching outside Hei Jiao Yu.

Inside Hei Jiao Yu were many places under the protection of the Jia Ma Empire's Yun Lan Sect.

Facing the Shi Ming Sect's frenzied offensive, these factions had no power to fight back, instantly falling into extreme panic.

With no alternative, they sent pleas for help to the Yun Lan Sect one after another, hoping the Yun Lan Sect would act to punish that Shi Ming Sect.

After all, everyone knew that behind the Yun Lan Sect stood that existence!

"So, what should we do?"

Right now inside the Yun Lan Sect's grand hall.

As the Yun Lan Sect Master, Nalan Yanran felt very hesitant in her heart.

But this time, the Shi Ming Sect had indeed gone too far.

If left alone, the flames of war would certainly burn to the Jia Ma Empire.

But…… the Ancestral Master cannot be contacted right now.

Although Yun Shan has not concerned himself with worldly affairs for a long time, this time it is a major matter already concerning the entire Northwest Continent.

So Nalan Yanran invited him out.

And in the grand hall were Yun Lan Sect elders such as Yun Leng.

"The main issue now is not knowing how many strongmen the Shi Ming Sect actually has……"

Yun Shan shook his head and sighed.

"The Soul Hall truly has a thief's heart that never dies."

Back then he was bewitched by the Soul Hall and nearly agreed to let the Soul Hall start a war.

Now it seems, behind this Shi Ming Sect must be the Soul Hall's handiwork.

But to elevate a sect to the extent of being able to sweep across a continent, the Soul Hall's methods are still a bit terrifying.

"We cannot let the Soul Hall continue absorbing souls."

Yun Shan looked at Nalan Yanran, "Since Junior Brother Yun Yi is not here, then find Yun'er."

By this time, Nalan Yanran had already told Yun Shan about Yun Yun's matters at the Flower Sect.

"Can only do it this way……"

Nalan Yanran nodded.

After all, the Flower Sect is a Zhongzhou faction; its overall strength is stronger than any faction on the Northwest Continent.

Then Nalan Yanran prepared to write a letter to Master Yun Yun.

Hoping she could send people to come help!

And just as the Yun Lan Sect was making moves, Hei Jiao Yu's Xiao Li brothers likewise delivered a plea for help to the Southern Region's Starfall Pavilion.

Their thinking was surprisingly identical to Nalan Yanran's.

Only the major powers of Zhongzhou might now be able to stand against this terrifying Shi Ming Sect.

And the Shi Ming Sect's next target is very likely Hei Jiao Yu.

If the letter arrives too late, I fear they won't wait for rescue before being crushed.

A few days after Nalan Yanran sent the letter.

Above the Yun Lan Sect, space suddenly rippled.

Ripples of spatial fluctuation spread out in circles.

Immediately after, a space crack slowly tore open, and a peerlessly beautiful woman stepped out from within.

The woman wore a gauze dress, her figure graceful, her face stunningly beautiful, her black hair cascading over her shoulders down to her upturned hips.

Her waist was slender enough to be encircled by one hand.

A pair of snow-white, tender long legs extended from beneath the skirt hem.

A pair of jade feet stood in midair, appearing exquisite and translucent.

The woman glanced down at the Yun Lan Sect below, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

"Is this Yun Yi's sect..."

"To emerge from such a barren land where spiritual Qi is so scarce... truly hard on him."

She was Feng Qingwan, who had finished handling her clan's affairs and come to the Northwest Continent to find Yun Yi as agreed.

Only now did she deeply understand how terrifying Yun Yi's talent was.

Just as Feng Qingwan was sizing up the Yun Lan Sect, a graceful figure flew up from the ground.

At the same time Feng Qingwan tore open the space crack, Nalan Yanran had already sensed it.

At this moment she looked at the woman who had suddenly emerged from the space crack, her face showing surprise and joy.

After all, the letter had been sent some days ago; presumably her Master Yun Yun had received the letter and immediately sent someone over.

Only, for some reason, the aura Nalan Yanran sensed from the woman was nearly catching up to that of her Ancestral Master she had last seen.

Could the Flower Sect actually be so terrifying in Zhongzhou?

She took a deep breath, respectfully came before Feng Qingwan, and paid her respects.

"May I ask which senior of the Flower Sect has graced us with your presence?"

"I am not from the Flower Sect..."

Feng Qingwan's lips curved slightly, revealing a warm smile.

She looked at this little girl below with a puzzled face, knowing the other party had clearly mistaken her identity.

"Not??"

Nalan Yanran was now a bit bewildered.

If she was not from the Flower Sect, why would such a strongman come to the Yun Lan Sect?

This made her think of an arrogant old man who had once come to deliver an invitation.

But unlike that old man.

Feng Qingwan's voice was very gentle.

This made Nalan Yanran completely unable to regard her as an enemy.

Chapter End