Chapter 59: Spirit Storm.
Deep inside the Tier-2 Ruin was a mansion standing proudly against the backdrop of the crumbling buildings in its surroundings.
The mansion was covered in cracks and dust, indicating the passage of time. Yet, its grandeur could not be hidden during its heydays.
Surrounded by towering walls made from unknown materials, the mansion was vastly different from other mansions in the ruin.
The wind blew gently, carrying the passage of time and the untold story.
Yet...
The terrifying Ruin Beasts patrolling around the mansion told another story. Thousands of Ruin Beasts scattered inside and outside the mansion while the majority were Tier-1 Ruin Beasts.
Inside the mansion, a massive Ruin Beast lay on the ground with its eyes closed. Every breath from its nose made the air twist, and a terrifying aura leaked out from its body.
This was no Tier-1 Ruin Beast but the king of the Ruin Beasts—A Tier-2 Ruin Beast.
None of the Ruin Beasts dared move closer to it. Everywhere was quiet except for deep snoring.
Suddenly, it opened its orb-like eyes. Its eyes were yellow with a red slit. Instantly, all the Ruin Beasts fell to the ground when they felt its presence.
If any humans were to see this, perhaps they would have escaped from the ruin with all their might.
The Tier-2 Ruin Beast turned and looked in a certain direction. Its face etched intelligence not different from normal humans.
Howl!
Suddenly, it let out a guttural howl that shook heaven and earth.
Instantly, every Ruin Beast inside the ruin shivered and began to retreat.
"What happened?"
"Why are they retreating?"
"Did you hear that sound?"
"What sound? I’m too busy to hear any sound."
"Anyway, this is good news for us."
This situation appeared in every part of the ruin.
All the humans battling saw the Ruin Beasts retreating as if they were being controlled by an invincible hand.
Without the beasts stopping them, they could easily loot the ruin in peace.
However, their peace was short-lived.
"What is that?" A petty woman asked, pointing at the horizon.
Immediately, her group raised their heads and followed her finger.
At the horizon, a raging storm had appeared out of nowhere, rushing toward them.
Looking at the incoming storm, the group was stunned for a moment.
"Why do I feel the air is purer?" a voice said.
"Not only that, I feel my cultivation has increased."
"It’s true! Can this storm help in increasing our strength?"
"I don’t know. But why do I feel the energy coming from the storm is like those you find in spirit stones?"
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Then, what should we do?"
At every corner of the ruin, all the humans were having the same thought.
Their Blood Qi was surging, completing a circulation with ease. Some even felt their bottleneck loosening.
Gong Tao stood over a dead body and looked at the incoming storm with a knitted brow.
"Why have I never heard of anything like this?" he whispered, puzzled.
A couple of meters from him, Jun Zhenya cleaned the blood from her sword and also looked at the incoming storm.
"Why do I feel a foreboding feeling about this storm?" she mused.
"Young Miss, what should we do?" her protector whispered, looking at Gong Tao and his alliance members in fury.
Gong Tao and his men had caught them off guard while they were exploring.
Still, they managed to respond timely.
The battle would have continued if not for the storm’s sudden appearance.
All the Jun clansmen with their protector looked at Jun Zhenya, waiting for her decision.
"Let’s wait," she said and glanced at Gong Tao.
She did not know whether the incoming storm was good or bad, but she was not ready to give their enemies an upper hand.
Besides, she was not going to let Gong Tao leave after killing a lot of their Jun clansmen.
Gong Tao also had the same thought as her. Each was vigilant against the other.
While the two were waiting, some brave warriors rushed to welcome the storm.
Anything that could increase their power, they couldn’t sit and wait for it to pass them by. So they thought.
A group of First Rated Martial Artists and Second Rated Martial Artists rushed toward the storm with their eyes filled with greed and anticipation.
However, when the first person, a man in his early forties, rushed into the storm, what came out was his soul-rending wail.
Ahhhhhhh!
The soul-piercing wail stunned everyone. Those rushing toward the storm halted their tracks, their eyes widened.
In less than five seconds, the man’s miserable scream was gone while the storm moved at alarming speed.
"Run!" a voice screamed.
Instantly, the group turned and escaped with all their might.
Their greed was gone, replaced with panic and dread.
But how could they outrun the raging Spirit Storm?
Ahhhh! Ahhhh!
One after the other, the Spirit Storm tore them into pieces, leaving no traces behind.
At a particular location, Zhang Wei had just come out of a dilapidated house with blood leaking from his lip when he heard the horrifying scream.
He widened his eyes when he saw humans devoured alive. Their primal wails made his heart quiver.
"Shit!" he cursed. "I need to hide."
The Spirit Storm was already on him with no chance of outrunning it.
Besides, he knew it was impossible to outrun such a powerful force.
Inside the half-destroyed building was a basement he had just explored. He dashed into the basement and closed the door with everything he could find.
His heart pounded heavily against his chest.
At Gong Tao and Jun Zhenya’s side, they were still patient when they heard the various miserable screams.
"Run!"
"Run!"
Both Gong Tao and Jun Zhenya shouted in unison. The two clans escaped in different directions.
The raging storm howled like a hungry beast, devouring every living being in its path.
Ahhhh! Ahhh!
"H-Help..."
"Save me..."
Those that hid inside a building could not escape their fate.
The Spirit Storm was brutal and merciless.
For those escaping, they all wished to have eight legs.
Who would have thought the most fearsome threat inside the ruin wouldn’t be the Tier-1 Ruin Beasts—
But the Spirit Storm.