Yang Ye and Xiao Yuxi both stopped moving. Mo Qingyu was in front of them right now. At this moment, she was gazing ahead with an unprecedentedly solemn expression in her eyes while fierce and sharp invisible Sword Intent seemed to have formed a protective barrier around her.

Yang Ye and Xiao Yuxi looked along the direction of Mo Qingyu’s gaze. An expanse of pitch black filled their field of vision, and strands of cold wind seeped out incessantly from there. The cold winds were strong to the point it still invaded their bodies and souls even if the three of them resisted it with all their strengths. Fortunately, while their bodies and souls were invaded, it wasn’t lethal!

The shape of an enormous tornado could be faintly discerned amidst the pitch black darkness. It was spinning at a speed that wasn’t visible to their eyes, and the space around it was ceaselessly destroyed as it spun! Yes, the expanse of pitch black was exactly the spatial rifts that were blasted open by the Ninth Hell Cold Gale!

It at least required the strength of an Exalt Realm expert to cause damage to space, yet the Ninth Hell Cold Gale was able to accomplish it with ease. Moreover, it was a form of constant damage. This...