Chapter 227: A Blessed's Trump Cards

The twister was merely the size of an average human, but its powers could not be estimated by its size! It was composed of condensed wind and spiritual force and every rotation seemed to produce a tearing force that ripped away astral force! 

Those in the ceremony experienced a dip in color on their faces, turning as pale as ash. This was especially so for Astral Core Realm experts who weren't protected. They hastily circulated their astral force and shot off like scurrying ants in every direction. This included the old man.

That twister felt like it was pulling out his astral force and spiritual energies! He had never felt so terrified in his long life and the twister wasn't even directed at him. As for its target, Yuan Longshi was very courageous as he stood his ground and circulated his astral force to withstand the twisters tearing powers.