"WHOOSH!"
Lian Junhe raised a hand, and a long banner, about ten feet in length, materialized before him. As the banner unfurled, a fierce wind kicked up across the field.
In the blink of an eye,
an area of about an acre roiled with wind and thunder. Streaks of incandescent white lightning danced, instantly suppressing the incoming sound waves.
The immense power of the lightning slowed everyone's movements.
"A Magical Treasure!"
Sensing the terrifying and familiar power from the long banner, Liuu Huang'er's beautiful eyes went wide as she roared in anger,
"The Tian Family's Garrison Wind and Thunder Banner is in your hands! It seems the annihilation of their entire family really was your doing!"
"Haha..." With his Magical Treasure revealed, Lian Junhe dropped his humble facade and laughed with wild arrogance.
