The minor sandstorm was not willing to admit defeat, it shook once again, with even more grains of sand falling off its body like bullets, shooting toward the major sandstorm that blocked its path.
Had these grains of sand received reinforcement, undoubtedly, the might of the major sandstorm would have continued to soar. Just at that moment, however, a Transporting Whirlwind burst out from within the major sandstorm, interposed itself in front of the incoming grains, and with a casual twist, swept up the freshly shot sand, preventing them from merging into the major storm.
Then, the Transporting Whirlwind, carrying the grains it just collected, circled past the sandstorm, returning to Qi Tian's hand, and after spitting the grains into Qi Tian's palm for him to gather, it plunged back into the major sandstorm.
