Where tornadoes pass, not only is nothing left but the ground itself is swept away. Visible vegetation and rocks are mixed in with the hurricane, and the sheer force of the hurricane's rotation is terrifying.
The hurricane came suddenly but with tremendous force, and was instantly noticed by all the cultivators.
They stared in disbelief at the scene. Anza's camp was in such a state that they didn't even have time to pack up before grabbing their magical artifacts and fleeing in a frenzy.
What is this?
"How could there be a hurricane?"
"Run!"
"Are there any cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage or above who cultivate the wind element? Please act quickly to block this."
"I am a Nascent Soul cultivator with the wind attribute, but the power of this hurricane is even greater than that of a lightning tribulation. I cannot withstand it!"
The crowd in front scattered in panic and fled.
Some even ditched their weaker companions and escaped alone.
The girl in the pale yellow dress, who was running at the back, was so frightened that her beautiful face turned pale.
A female sword cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage was a little slow and was about to be swept away by the hurricane.
She hurriedly hung her storage bag on her longsword, made a sword incantation with her hands, and sent the storage bag away on her sword.
"Junior sister, didn't you want my sword? Now it's yours. May your path to immortality be smooth."
Her junior sister, with red eyes, wanted to come back and help her senior sister, but was dragged away by her fellow disciples, who forbade her to go forward and die.
The sword cultivator closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the hurricane to sweep him away, ending his life and death.
However, she only felt a gentle breeze brush past her hair, and heard the whistling sound of a strong wind sweeping across the hillside. She stood firmly in place.
She opened her eyes blankly, her skirt swaying slightly in the wind, watching the hurricane pass right through her body, unharmed.
"ha?"
Not to mention the person involved, even Li Jun'an was stunned: "How could such a powerful wind-attribute spell leave that woman completely unharmed? Does she have some kind of artifact that can counter wind-attribute spells?"
Ruoruo proudly wagged her tail and meowed.
She wouldn't harm the innocent; this hurricane is nothing more than a breeze to everyone else, accompanied only by illusions.
Only for those two targets is it a true hurricane.
Looking at the kitten's smug expression, Mo Wuyu's eyes softened with a gentle smile. He reached out and ruffled Ruoruo's hair: "The celestial beast is still young and its magic is not yet refined."
Li Junan somewhat believed it to be true.
The other cultivators also realized: "Don't run, it's an illusion!"
"Those fellow cultivators who were just caught in the blast are completely unharmed!"
Some survivors rushed forward to hug their relatives and friends, their eyes red with tears as they reminisced.
Some people, their eyes bloodshot, seek revenge on the companions who abandoned and betrayed them.
Some people even yelled, "Who did this? Get out here!"
Everyone relaxed immediately.
"Meow~" Ruoruo put her two paws on the edge of the basket, poked her head out, and stared into the distance.
The real show is about to begin.
Seeing that everyone was alright, the girl in the pale yellow dress believed it was an illusion. She immediately tidied her hair and complained in a sweet voice that the person who cast the spell was unreasonable.
The tornado was moving at an extremely fast speed, and they stopped in their tracks.
In the time it takes to say just a few words, a tornado appeared right in front of them.
The girl found herself unsteady on her feet, her clothes fluttering in the wind, while the people around her seemed oblivious.
Her eyes widened in astonishment as she stared at the enormous whirlwind. Fear gripped her, her face paled, and her lips trembled as she uttered, "This is not an illusion!"
"What?"
Hearing a sound, the person next to him turned around, only to find the place empty. He scratched his head in confusion and then went to find his relatives and friends.
The girl in the pale yellow dress and her senior sister were swept away by the tornado. Once inside the whirlwind, they could no longer make a sound.
Li Jun'an stared in shock: "What's going on? Those two are junior sisters from Yunyao Immortal Palace! Junior Brother Yu, please have your immortal beast stop right now!"
Mo Wuyu refused him, saying, "If you're going to make a move, there must be a reason."
If the cat presses too hard, it will hurt.
He pointed his paw in the direction of the two female cultivators, then withdrew his paw and scratched his own neck. He stuck out his tongue, lay back in the basket, kicked his legs, and closed his eyes tightly.
Then she rolled over, pointed at the two little foxes, and scratched their necks with her paw.
The little fox lay down on the ground, sticking out its tongue and closing its eyes, pretending to be dead. Ruoruo then stretched out its fingernails and scratched the little fox's neck all the way down its belly to the base of its tail, then flipped its two paws to the sides as if to peel off its skin.
Mo Wuyu and Li Jun'an immediately understood what Ruoruo meant.
"What a vicious woman!" Li Jun'an's eyes widened suddenly. "She actually wants to skin you alive."
Ruoruo Cat nodded vigorously with teary eyes, looking pitifully at Mo Wuyu for comfort.
Mo Wuyu gripped the sword on his back with his other hand, his eyes darkening slightly, and chased after the direction the tornado had gone.
Since those two women have their eyes on Ruoruo, we absolutely cannot let them have a chance to escape.
Otherwise, once they reach the Great World, if they obtain some fortuitous opportunity and soar to great heights, they might turn around and make things difficult for Ruoruo and the others, which would be troublesome.
Li Jun'an also realized what was happening and stopped saying anything about rescuing a junior sister from Yunyao Immortal Palace. With a tense expression, he caught up with Mo Wuyu.
When they chased after them, they didn't see the two girls. Instead, they found two travel tokens hanging quietly on the treetops.
The once overwhelming and terrifying tornado has also disappeared without a trace.
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