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On a small mountain a thousand meters away from Black Wind, Ling Yun and the rest were gasping for breath, their faces drenched with sweat as they rolled down.

They were just a bit away from being caught by the black storm. Once they caught up, the result could be imagined. Even if they couldn't, they would still have to shed a layer of skin because that was an existence that even Martial Kings had to fear.

In addition, other than the terrifying black tornado, the entire Black Wind Plains was shaken, causing a huge earthquake.

Without even thinking, one could tell that this matter was related to the annihilation of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple's secret plane. After all, this was the sect protecting array surrounding the Ten Thousand Beast Temple.

"Let's go. With such a big commotion happening here, it won't be long before it attracts countless people. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to escape." He wiped off his cold sweat and did not have time to rest before he spoke again.

"En!" Ling'er and Qin Feng were also worried about this. They followed behind Ling Yun as they entered the small mountain and quickly disappeared.

Not long after they left, a black shadow appeared in the distance. The black shadow was quickly approaching and it was a middle-aged man. Behind him was a pair of huge azure spiritual energy wings. Clearly, this was a Martial King.

The middle-aged man looked at the ruins in shock, unable to believe his eyes. Just what had happened here?

"Hmm?" He frowned as he looked to the east, where a figure of fire was rapidly approaching …

The Black Wind Plains had turned into ruins with tens of thousands of ravines and ravines, attracting countless experts from the surroundings. It became the center of a storm, but all of this had nothing to do with Ling Yun and the others.

Ling Yun and Qin Feng sat atop a hill outside the Ling Xiao City. They stared at the gigantic city that looked like a crouching dragon. At the center of the city, purple clouds gathered and gradually took the shape of a dragon.

All of this was very familiar to them, but they could feel a desolate, tense atmosphere permeating the entirety of Soaring Cloud City. Those travelling merchants and city guards all had nervous expressions on their faces.

Just what had happened in this half a month? Why did Lingxiao City change so much?

Ling Yun and Qin Feng frowned as they looked at each other. With their legs tucked between their bellies, they shook the reins of their horses and galloped away.

Walking on horseback on the spacious streets of Lingxiao City, although it was still crowded and crowded as usual, the tense atmosphere could be easily felt.

"Sigh, I wonder how the battle is going this time. The western front is already losing. If the Iron Cliff is broken, then the Greencloud Imperial Empire's army will be able to march straight into the heart of the Soaring Cloud Empire." Suddenly, a voice entered their ears.

"Who knows. I wonder if the Greencloud Imperial Empire has the guts to take the initiative to attack the Soaring Cloud Empire."

"There's also a city in the north that the Northern Han army broke down and massacred …"

"Hmph, that's because the army of the Empire of Soaring Cloud hasn't arrived yet. It's merely a first-rate power. How could they withstand the wrath of the army of the Empire of Soaring Cloud?"

"Shh, be quiet. Rumor has it that the Holy Land is supporting the two empires from behind this time. Otherwise, how would they have the guts to do so?"

"What? There's actually a sacred ground interfering? Wouldn't the Soaring Cloud Empire be in danger then?"

"Heaven destroys me, Soaring Cloud …"

"That's not necessarily true. With the rules of the Devil Slayer League, those sacred grounds wouldn't dare to attack us in broad daylight. Besides, our Soaring Cloud Empire isn't a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch."

"That's right. Back in the day, my Soaring Cloud Empire was a Holy Land level existence. Qing Yun and Northern Han were both territories of my Soaring Cloud Empire …"