The sound echoed, leaving Zhang Fei Xuan and Wang Qi Zheng both dumbfounded.
This Ghost Wind... can it really mimic human speech?
They had thought it was just the wind sounding like human voices.
Watching the black wind sweeping over the town, yet unable to enter the houses, Song Yin asked, "Is this the Ghost Wind?"
"It should be... I guess," Zhang Fei Xuan was no longer sure.
The Ghost Wind he knew was just a whirlwind, colorless, and definitely not... this massive.
The black wind rapidly swept across the entire town and, sensing something, swiftly attacked the three of them on the main street.
Aside from Song Yin, the other two were too slow to react and were directly entangled by the black wind.
Caught in its grasp, Zhang Fei Xuan felt a void on his body and, looking down, saw his luxurious robe along with the tiger-skin cape vanish, leaving only his underclothes.
With another sweep, even the underclothes were gone, leaving behind grey shorts and...