Fang Qingyu held Jiang Wei and plunged in without hesitation.
Buzz—!
A strong sense of weightlessness and spatial tearing ensued, as if being thrown into a rapidly spinning drum.
The bizarre scenery before their eyes flashed madly, shattering and reassembling.
In just an instant!
A hard feeling came underfoot.
At the same time, the violent wind and rain instantly enveloped the whole body!
The gale, like millions of fierce beasts roaring and howling at their ears!
It lifted gravel and stones that painfully struck against their cheeks!
Heavy rain, the bean-sized raindrops fell thick like hail, icy cold, piercing to the bone, instantly turning the vision into a blur!
The air was as heavy as if lead-filled, mixed with a strong earthy smell, a rusty scent, and some indefinable putrid odor.
Fang Qingyu steadied himself, immediately lowering Jiang Wei, with Night Inquiry instantly activated, piercing through the rain to survey the surroundings.
