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"The Wind Disaster Scroll, once the scroll fully opens, a mighty Wind God will emerge between heaven and earth, strong enough to whisk away an army of a hundred thousand to the sky," Zhu Minglang held the scroll in his hands, secretly marveling in his heart.
The power of this divine scroll was no minor thing; if allowed to take effect, it would likely sweep away all the army guards on the city walls, and the defensive line along the front gate would collapse in an instant!
The Ancestral Dragon City-State had sealed its entries and exits for some days now, but there were still some cultivators skilled in Qimen Dunjia who had infiltrated the city early on, and these people needed to be watched even more carefully.
"I wonder how many invaders from the Tianshu Godiscipline Practitioner I can send away with this Wind Disaster Scroll in the plains, in conjunction with my Sea-calming Bell. While they are ardently fighting, I'll give it a try," Zhu Minglang thought to himself.
