Once they truly ventured deep into the storm, they found it to be mysteriously misty and quiet, tranquil and peaceful like a fairyland.
However, this scene evoked a wary, long whine from the Red-eyed Evil Dragon. The Dragon Clan's perception was extremely sharp, but Duan Longcheng could not detect any danger.
He could only be extremely cautious and formed his spiritual power into a sword, continuously cleaving away the storm's spiritual power nodes.
Before long, he had destroyed more than half of the spiritual power nodes within the storm, and just when Duan Longcheng thought that things would continue to go smoothly, an unexpected problem arose.
Stumbling upon a companion who was also breaking the formation should have been a stroke of luck, but the sight of the other person wielding a spirit art, bristling with murderous intent, was hardly cause for celebration.
