After a while, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees.
Duan Gujin furrowed his brows tightly and released his Divine Sense, surveying the surroundings.
In just a moment, he saw fist-sized hailstones falling from the sky, crashing onto the ground and kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
Some martial artists had noticed the situation around them early on and had already deployed shields for protection, but some had not observed the changes around them and hadn't released their protective shields. When the hailstones fell, they could only use their hands to protect their heads from the impact.
Soon, many martial artists were bruised and battered.
Although the hailstones didn't seriously injure anyone present, many people's bodies were bruised and battered, with blood everywhere.
"How could this happen?"
This thought flashed quickly through the minds of many martial artists as they looked around anxiously, but saw no demons nearby.
