After navigating the Linglong Tower for over five minutes, Li Jing was finally confident that he had escaped the scope of influence from the simultaneous detonation of the nuclear warheads.
He hovered and looked back.
A powerful gust constituted of scorching breath hit him in the face.
Just as this breath was about to assault his body, Li Jing's Heavenly Saint Xuan Yi garment quivered subtly, releasing an obscure force.
The oncoming heat split into two and moved around him, blowing off to the sides.
Li Jing frowned slightly in the face of this gust.
This scorching breath possessed no destructive power.
To his senses, it was merely a slightly stronger gust of wind.
Then the temperature was a bit higher than normal.
But since the Heavenly Saint Xuan Yi reacted, it suggested that it was mixed with some harmful substances.
Radiations?
Li Jing didn't think it was that simple.
He couldn't see the situation deep within the underground caverns.
