Wang Xuan shook his head; this planet indeed lacked holiness, yet he was a true Immortal, and no thousands of soldiers or horses could harm him.
He opened his mouth and exhaled, and a fierce wind gusted forth, heading straight for these troops. As the fierce wind passed, it not only blew away their clothes but shattered their weapons into countless pieces.
Remarkably, the hundreds of soldiers remained unscathed, without any injuries or deaths, merely swept away several dozen meters by the wind, falling into the dust.
Such terrifying precise control demanded an unimaginable level of mental power.
However, the general holding his weapon had his hand reduced to bare bones, flesh completely gone, a sight both terrifying and horrifying.
This was majesty! This was intimidation!
Just a breath, merely a breath, carried such might – truly terrifying.
