Boom!
A loud explosion shook the ground beneath Chu Yi's feet.
Then came a deafening roar.
If it were just the noise, Chu Yi wouldn't have thought much of it.
But with his extensive experience, he detected an indescribable magic power within the sound.
"Rumble... Rumble..."
The noise grew from distant to near, then from near to distant. After several times, Chu Yi found his head buzzing.
"Not good."
Realizing what was happening, Chu Yi hurriedly closed his eyes, trying to adjust his breathing.
But he was too slow to realize.
Dizzy, Chu Yi felt an indescribable discomfort rolling up from his heart to his throat, and then his body began to sway as if he were in the sea.
Just as he was about to fall, Lin Qingying gently waved her hand, and a white light fell from above.
"Sss—"
In the midst of the noise, Chu Yi felt an unspeakable burning sensation at his brow, and then, he finally steadied himself.
