Bab 317: 181. Dreamscape, using a fox tail as a brush

The Skin-Peeling Breeze had just subsided when the Flesh-Melting Gentle Wind could hardly wait to surge forth.

The bitterly cold aura of death condensed, forming ferocious beasts that gnashed and bit into the demons' flesh and blood.

Below the surface of these seemingly gentle and warm breezes hid a terrifying intent to kill, capable of rendering flesh and blood unrecognizable.

"I was wrong, I won't fight anymore!"

"I forfeit!"

"Save me!"

Cries for help and surrender rose and fell in succession.

If at first Xu Yuan's breeze had simply made them serious, then this gentle wind utterly shattered their confidence.

No one present had expected the situation to reverse so swiftly.

Just moments ago, Xu Yuan seemed to be the weaker party against the strong, how had he become the oppressor in the blink of an eye?

This was something no one understood, but they knew if this wind continued, they would surely die!