Northern Wasteland Shock: Life and Death Separation
In the Northern Wasteland, fierce winds howled like wild beasts, and gravel whipped through the air like hidden darts, stinging the skin of anyone it struck.
Hu Feng's black robes snapped violently in the gale. His profound eyes scanned the surroundings with vigilance, while Flame-Thunder Spiritual Energy shimmered faintly around him, forming a protective barrier of light to fend off the howling sandstorm.
Chapter 122