"Don't make a fuss, it's just a whip of the Wind Demon. The problem is not significant."
In a hurry, Wei Cheng stopped Qi Mei, who wanted to intercept it. Their hiding here served a larger purpose.
They needed to demonstrate strategic composure.
In no time at all, the Potato Demon had waved its green command flag nine times in succession. Instantly, the fierce winds converged and were deeply compressed. Hundreds of miles of wild gales were compressed into a bizarre and powerful beam of light that was flung towards Liu Sui and the others.
Weicheng had not previously advised them on how to deal with it, but how could they possibly not be prepared for this Wind Demon Whip?
Just before the Wind Demon Whip was fully formed, Bai Han, Zhou Wu, Tang Yuanshan, and Tang Xiaojun quickly unleashed their Immovable Golden Bell magic artifacts, deploying them in the four cardinal directions.
