The Breakthrough of the Golden Bell Jar and Gu Santong

Within the entire courtyard, the fierce wind raged, carrying one strong aura after another from the hall into the courtyard.

Waves of energy surged and flowed out, akin to the frothy waves crashing against rocks by the seaside.

Under the forceful gusts, countless flowers and grasses danced in the air, scattering in all directions.

The tall trees shivered in the wind, leaves swirling as if heralding the onset of a typhoon, ominous and terrifying!

Zhu Youji stood with hands behind his back, his profound energy separating the surrounding winds, silently observing it all.

Cheng Sifei stood nearby, staring wide-eyed at the scene, murmuring, "This... this is too intense!"

Before long, a figure emerged, braving the raging wind to approach.

"Your Highness, everything has been arranged. All the people in the mansion have been evacuated," a long-haired man said, bowing respectfully.

Zhu Youji nodded slightly.