Chương 276: Chapter 276

A heavy darkness fell over the land as if an iron lid slapping down over the skies. The pleasant smell of meat and herbs vanished, and in its place a strange fishy stink seemed to taint the edge of every breath.

A great furor filled the crowd as panicked voices cried out: "The magics of hell!"

Feng Zhiwei was confused. She had heard that Kereyid was related to some cult in a far off mountain, and her people had been watching him to investigate his strange Kung Fu, but this? Was this his final gambit?

If the countless cries and screams were anything to go by, the steppe people were truly terrified of this mysterious cult. Some less hardy figures had already fled into the chaotic night, and even the Patriarchs were panicked, some of them stepping down from the platform as if to hide from the skies.