The subordinate of Old Man Han Ya had a face like a dove, with sinister eyes and magic power slightly stronger than the sword-browed man beside him. Startled at first, he quickly regained his composure and moved to block the center of the cave.
A flash of light shone from his hand, revealing a black feather fan, from which waves of astonishing magical power emanated. It was clearly an extraordinary magical treasure.
The dove-faced Devil Man chanted a few incantations, then fiercely waved the feather fan at the incoming storm of stones. A fierce wind arose, and countless black wind blades shot out densely.
In an instant, the sound of the wind tearing through the air erupted!
With a hissing noise, the black wind blades quickly sliced the incoming stones to pieces.
The next moment, countless black wind blades converged into an incredibly thick black wind column, shooting toward the depths of the mist.
Rumble!
