Zhongli Wu let out a loud shout, and the air around them was torn to shreds; even the power of some of the tornadoes was enough to tear open space itself.
Swaying amidst the fierce winds, Yan Shaozhe was shrouded in flickering light and shadow, isolating the violent gale outside.
Yet even a Soul Master of very low cultivation could see that doing this placed an absolute and immense drain on Yan Shaozhe's soul power.
Chapter 1079