Chapitre 205: Chapter 178 Foundation Establishment Level Nine, Comparable to Imperial Clan_1

Before his eyes.

A vast darkness.

The pitch-black, seemingly substantial, gusty wind formed a heavy ink sea, massing up into a roaring, shocking tsunami, rushing towards Zhang Jing.

Upon his ears, there was only the sound of cries, sharp to the ultimate degree.

Within the rainbow light.

Zhang Jing's eyes flickered slightly.

His gaze swept over a cultivator struggling tragically not far away.

This person was similar to him.

Just recently entered this ocean of pitch-black and gusty wind.

But right now.

The protective radiance around the other's body had already begun to waver.

It was clear.

That the power of this pitch-black eerie gusty wind had exceeded expectations.

"Impressive gusty wind! These people clearly have strong capabilities, but within this gusty wind they appear so helpless!"

Zhang Jing mumbled to himself.

Just as he stepped into the sky.

He instantaneously sensed something was wrong.