In the Wind Secret Realm, the gale continued to howl. Amidst the flying sand and stone, the massive rift tearing across the sky resembled the maw of a hideous beast, exuding an aura that chilled the soul. Su Yao, Lin Yu, and Zhao Ya had just obtained the Heavenly Wind Key, and before the joy could fully dissipate, they were jolted by this sudden turn of events. They turned instantly to stand their ground, their internal spiritual power surging like a tempestuous tide, ready to face the unknown challenge.
From within the rift, a figure slowly emerged. It was a man clad in a dark red robe that snapped in the wind, embroidered with strange black runes that seemed to shimmer and flow as if alive, emitting an eerie light. The man’s expression was cold and stern, his eyes deep and frigid as glacial pools. A powerful, malevolent aura permeated his entire being, clashing violently with the native wind-attributed spiritual energy of the Wind Secret Realm, as if he were a demon stepped forth from a dark abyss.
"So, you are the ants who obtained the Heavenly Wind Key?" the man spoke. His voice was low and gravelly, like sandpaper against stone, dripping with unmitigated contempt. His gaze swept over the Heavenly Wind Key in Su Yao’s hand, which radiated a cyan light, and a flicker of greed flashed in his eyes.
Chapter 139