Gazing at the scene on the street.
Xuanqing's eyes were sharp.
With a sweep of his whisk in hand, a strong wind appeared, heading towards the buildings in the small town.
The fierce wind roared~
Crack~crack!
Wood chips flew.
Foam boxes, bed boards, tire plastic bottles and everything else that could float on the water were blown away by the strong wind.
People who were originally struggling in the water, managed to actually grab floating objects in their random flailing under the heave water, rising to the surface.
"Huff~"
The drowning people breathed fresh air once again.
Following that,
An even more miraculous incident occurred.
Small whirlpools appeared mysteriously in the rapid water flow, driving the water and carrying the drowning people holding onto the floating objects towards the shore.
Fear grew from the life-and-death situation.
Seeing hope, the drowning people exploded with all their might and managed to escape the flood and return to the shore.
Rescued!