461: Wow! This is some good stuff!

"We'll talk about us later; first, let's go out and deal with the black storm."

Tribal Chief Di Man frowned. Why would a black storm appear at this time?

"Alright, let's deal with the black storm first. After that, I'll let you experience my new power."

Wu Man wasn't annoyed; after all, life in the tribe was like this.

When the two walked out of the wooden house together, the enormous black storm before them instantly stunned them.

"How is this possible? Why would such a massive black storm appear at this time!?"

Tribal Chief Di Man's face was filled with disbelief. Logically, such a black storm should only have a very small chance of appearing during a Black Moon.

The black storm in front of them was hundreds of times larger than a normal-sized black storm, and it carried at least twenty Black Witch Gods.

"Wu Man, hide!"

The totem on Tribal Chief Di Man's back instantly lit up, and a terrifying power awakened within him.

"But..." Wu Man originally wanted to say that he could also help, but after seeing Tribal Chief Di Man's gaze, he shut his mouth.

"Strength!"

Tribal Chief Di Man roared, stomped his feet, and charged towards the black storm.

The Di Man Tribe's greatest pride was their terrifying strength.

Even the Tian Man Tribe couldn't compare to them in terms of strength and physique!

In the blink of an eye, Tribal Chief Di Man rushed into the black storm and casually killed a Black Witch God with a single punch.

But the black storm itself was extremely destructive, not to mention this super-sized black storm.

Wu Man stood still nearby, ready to act at any moment.

He was quite aware of the black storm's power.

If they weren't fully prepared, even Tribal Chief Di Man couldn't deal with a black storm of this scale.

The Black Witch Gods it carried were minor; the real danger was the black storm itself.

"No, if this continues, the Clan Chief will die."

Wu Man clenched his fists, intending to pull Tribal Chief Di Man out of the black storm.

Just as Wu Man was about to make his move, a hand appeared on his shoulder.

"Little Wu Man, it's not your turn yet." A brawny man smiled at Wu Man and pushed him behind him.

"Let's go, let's help the Clan Chief." The totem on the brawny man's back lit up, and his physique instantly swelled by more than double.

The several people following him also activated their totem power, and more than a dozen muscular beasts charged into the black storm.

Solving a black storm was actually very simple: just smash it with force.

But such a large black storm... Wu Man gritted his teeth. If Chen Heng were here now, this kind of black storm would be nothing.

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It seemed the two were in sync; Chen Heng, who was rushing towards Wu Man's direction, narrowed his eyes.

"Is that thing... a black storm?"

Chen Heng hovered in mid-air, looking at the distant Di Man Tribe.

A colossal black storm, reaching up to the sky, was raging wildly, leaving destruction in its wake.

"That's right, this is a relatively common natural phenomenon on the Yin Side of the World, but a black storm of this size is quite rare."

number eight's voice sounded, answering Chen Heng's question.

"This is good stuff!" Chen Heng's eyes lit up. A black storm could greatly advance the progress of his ancestor shaman totem.

Since arriving on the Yin Side of the World, Chen Heng hadn't even encountered a yin wind, let alone a black storm.

Chen Heng deeply missed that tingling sensation, comparable to old-fashioned hot pot with beef tallow.

"Big Brother Chen... can you let us rest a bit...?"

Luo Shuo, looking pale, raised his head and barely managed to grab Chen Heng's sleeve.

"Rest?"

Chen Heng looked down at Hui Che, who had already fainted, and Luo Shuo, who was about to faint.

"Alright, you rest first."

Bang!

Chen Heng flicked Luo Shuo's forehead.

"Huh?" Luo Shuo was stunned for a moment, then his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"Mr. Chen, I don't recommend you make contact with the black storm; that thing is extremely harmful to organic bodies."

number eight still wanted to persuade Chen Heng, but seeing the black storm getting closer and closer, he shut up.

His persuasion just now was probably superfluous again. A monster who could move mountains with his bare hands, presumably the black storm couldn't do anything to him, right?

"Hehe! My darling, I'm coming!"

Chen Heng excitedly rushed to the black storm, and upon closer inspection, found several brawny men inside fighting with Black Witch Gods.

"Hey! Put down the Black Witch Gods!"

Chen Heng shouted loudly, startling Tribal Chief Di Man, who almost jumped.

"Those are all mine; you're not allowed to touch them!"

As the Mouth of Taotie appeared, a vortex of Qi became visible to the naked eye.

"Who is he?" After smashing the Black Witch God in his hand, Tribal Chief Di Man frowned and looked at Chen Heng in mid-air.

"I don't know, I don't understand the language he's speaking either."

"Could it be other tribes coming to help?"

"I don't think so; his clothes are very similar to Little Wu Man's."

"Could it be that this kid Wu Man really wasn't lying?"

Tribal Chief Di Man listened to their discussions, then looked up, staring intently at Chen Heng.

But the next scene almost made their eyeballs pop out.

They saw the raging black storm being swallowed by Chen Heng in successive gulps, not even sparing the Black Witch Gods within the black storm.

"So satisfying!"

Chen Heng looked at the constantly increasing progress of his ancestor shaman totem, and the suction of the Mouth of Taotie grew even stronger.

"This, this guy is devouring the black storm!?"

The voices of several brawny men from the Di Man Tribe were off-key; what was happening before their eyes felt incredibly unreal.

The disaster in their eyes was merely food in the eyes of that man?

This disparity made it difficult for people to accept for a while.

"Chen Heng!" Wu Man also noticed Chen Heng, who was devouring the black storm in large mouthfuls, at this moment. He stood up and vigorously waved to Chen Heng.

Chen Heng waved back at Wu Man, indicating that he was busy right now.

"Clan Chief, these are the friends I met on the Yang Aspect!"

Wu Man shouted at the dazed Tribal Chief Di Man, who then finally came back to his senses.

"Could it be that everyone on the Yang Aspect is such a monster?"

Tribal Chief Di Man hadn't experienced the taste of fear in a long time.

Since people from the Yang Aspect could devour black storms, wouldn't devouring them also be an easy matter?