The thick demonic power that had just built a shield was easily torn apart, and the Black Wind that was trying to merge into a physical form of a local deity also disintegrated bit by bit under the sword light.
The Black Wind Mountain God felt every muscle in his body shaking constantly, his Spirit Soul letting out a desperate wail under that sword light.
Since his birth, he had never felt so close to death. The irresistible sword light seemed to completely obliterate his flesh and Spirit Soul. Such a blow was far too strong to be taken by someone at the Qi Transformation Stage.
Fear, regret, and anger intertwined. In such a crisis, the Black Wind Mountain God could only mobilize every ounce of his strength to activate the Mountain God Seal within his body.
