The truly massive flapped its wings as torrents of wind exploded outward. Even the trees at the base of the Purple Sun Hill were not spared from the effect as they wildly swayed to the wind.
Those who were directly under the immense frame of the feathered demonic beast had to hold on for their lives so that they were not blown away by the wind currents and out of the defensive measures they had put up. With the amount of heat the beast was nonchalantly radiating, it was as good as a death sentence to step out of the barriers.
Those with higher cultivation realms remained unaffected, however, and they emitted even more spiritual pressure in order to combat the aura the demonic bird was releasing into the surroundings.