Ma Lu split his army of corpse puppets into two right before the sandstorm hit, half to attack the six-armed ancient ape, the other half targeted Sanrew.
Perhaps coincidentally, Sanrew also turned his head to look in his direction.
But soon Ma Lu's visibility was obscured by the swirling sand!
The first things to disappear were the suns overhead, followed by all people and objects around, with visibility plummeting to less than two meters.
Finally, even the sounds vanished, and only the howl of the fierce wind remained in his ears!
The world seemed as if it suddenly had a filter applied, turning a murky yellow.
Under the onslaught of the hurricane-force winds exceeding 90 kilometers per hour, Ma Lu found himself involuntarily stepping back, feeling as if he was about to be swept off his feet.
However, with his current strength, he quickly regained stability, but the lighter hunters fared far worse, especially those who hadn't prepared in time.
