Chapter 1175: The Wrath of Southern Wind

A massive army clad in heavy armor was swept into the storm conjured by five hundred flying swords. The air was filled with harrowing screams, as if hell itself had opened its gates. "What do you think of my tornado's power? Imagine it tearing through your city-wouldn't that be amusing?" After the storm passed, over two thousand armored soldiers vanished without a trace-not even a drop of blood remained, as if they were never even there. The leader of the group, gripped by unending terror, was...