Boom!
Li Yan kicked open the iron door to the rooftop, glanced at the peanut shells on the ground, turned around, and left without a word, not even bothering to tend to the multiple wounds on his body.
Suddenly, a powerful impact hit him in the midsection. Li Yan's nerves were taut, and he instinctively activated Hidden Flight, but he was still knocked backwards by the force of the fiery air current, shattering the satellite dish into pieces.
Li Yan's back crashed into the surrounding wall, he managed to leave a bloody handprint on the wall before being blasted into the sky from the third-floor rooftop.
The mountain fire ignited the twisted ruins, painting the world a fiery red.
Li Yan's shadow stretched, like duckweed being battered by a torrential rain.
Shii~ Shii~
A chill overflowed, and a frost-white glacier formed starting from Li Yan's wrist, stretching about ten meters long, all the way to the iron bars, halting Li Yan in midair.
Boom!
