Chapter 116: Mortal Technique Thieves
The howling gales roared, raising monstrous waves. A feeble glowing barrier protected the island, trembling under the relentless pounding of gigantic waves.
The spiritual energy in the world ran rampant like a frenzied beast racing and colliding.
Endless winds seemed to appear from nowhere, raging between the sky and the ocean.
This was a scene of a common wind disaster in the Cong Yun Sea.
In the midst of the hurricane, Zhang Haobo was like a piece of driftwood, constantly rising and falling. There was no spiritual energy around him. However, through the eyes of Li Fan, he could faintly perceive a unique rhythm of spiritual energy emerging from Zhang Haobo's body.
It appeared as if he was mimicking the omnipresent "wind" in the world.
Zhang Haobo's mind settled, and he closed his eyes to contemplate. It was only when the storm gradually subsided that he opened his eyes.
After a brief sense, he floated towards a specific direction. There was still no spiritual energy fluctuation, but his speed was incredibly fast.
He really seemed like a gentle breeze brushing through the world.