The sky had grown dark because the giant falcon was blocking out the sun.

The falcon’s wings churned up an extremely powerful gale, making it hard for the soldiers to stand up straight. Miniature tornados sprang to life, enveloping all of the humans in the battlefield within. Most shockingly, the cultivators discovered that their attacks seemed to have been nullified by the violent winds being generated by the falcon. It was as if they had suddenly reverted to being commoners, unable to fly and having lost complete control of their body.

In their weakened state, the violent wind blew them around mercilessly. Any cultivator below the Light Shaking Realm was like a decaying leaf tumbling in the wind, and the Spirit Burning Realm cultivators were just trying not to smash into anything else. Only those at the Thought Manifestation Realm and above could avoid being tossed about.

Even so, this was the effect of a casual flap of the wings from the giant falcon. It hadn’t even truly begun unleashing its full power yet.

“Get into formation!!!”

The officers responsible for directing the cultivators roared as loudly as they could, but the wind carried away their commands as soon as the words left their mouths.

Thankfully, it was at that moment that a thunderous voice suddenly...