The wave of chaotic energy toppled the majestic city wall before its momentum finally began to wane.
It plowed through several rows of barracks before finally coming to a stop.
The yellow sand kicked up by the shockwave drifted down, obscuring the sky and moon.
The air grew thick and murky, obstructing their view of the distance.
Tang Wen and the others stopped fleeing.
They waved their hands, summoning gusts of wind to blow away the sand in front of them.
The citizens were jolted awake. Children wailed, and wolfhounds barked wildly.
The entire city erupted in a cacophony, louder than any temple fair.
Yet among the Seventh Grade Extraordinaries, Sixth Grade Gang Martials, and Fifth Grade Divine Martial Realms, not a single person spoke. They stood in silence, all looking to the west.
Ganshan City was a hundred li across and held sway over a territory of several thousand square li.
Over a million people made their living here.
