He struggled to look up, and in the hazy sunlight, he could only see a blurry figure hovering in the air.
Bologue remembered what Palmer called that person.
Fuen?
Why is Fuen here? Shouldn't he be at the Wind Source Highlands?
Bologue suddenly realized that it seemed the Decision Room had indeed made comprehensive preparations, as if all this was a trap they set, even Xilin's return was like this.
A chill climbed up Bologue's spine, and the surrounding air pressure began to drop. Bologue felt some oppression in his chest, making it difficult to breathe.
The sky gradually darkened, and the clouds began to gather. Suddenly, a sudden gust of air blew from afar, carrying fine dust and sand. As the airflow gradually intensified, the wind speed increased, forming a strong wind. At this moment, the sky's clouds became even denser, vertical clouds continuously formed, and lightning began to flash frequently, accompanied by the rumbling of thunder.
