"It's over, all over."
The townsfolk of Blackwater Town gazed at the ruins of the Dragon King Temple, utterly destroyed, with eyes filled with despair.
Amidst the flying wood shavings, Yi Chen stood still, focusing. After waiting the time it takes to brew a pot of tea, yet not a single abnormality occurred.
Feeling rather foolish for just standing there, Yi Chen finally moved. His aura suddenly retracted, no longer oppressing the townsfolk around him, instead he spoke aloud, "Where is your Dragon King?"
"I've demolished his temple, yet he does not show himself."
As soon as these words were spoken, the defiant young man who had been prostrate on the ground suddenly looked as though his eyes would burst with rage, angrily saying, "You're going to get Blackwater Town killed, I...."
