Song Changming and Li Jinyu stood on a small hill, also feeling this vast consuming force.
Song Changming steadied himself, standing firm like an unmovable mountain.
This consuming force was immense and hard to resist for other martial artists.
But for him, it was nothing.
His physical body was strong enough to easily counter this consuming force descending from the heavens.
"Hey, Brother Song..." Li Jinyu exclaimed from the side.
Without Song Changming's physical strength, he was already floating in the air, about to be taken away by the consuming force.
Song Changming casually grabbed one of his legs, pulling him back to the ground.
With a hand on Li Jinyu's shoulder, he stabilized his form.
"Thanks to Brother Song..." Li Jinyu started to say, but the fierce wind around swallowed his words, forcing them back down his throat.
This devouring force, though exaggerated in rumors, was indeed frightening in reality.
The rumors were not unfounded.
