Upon receiving Wang Qianfeng's urgent order, Xu Shiyun hurriedly led his men to Xinyi Garden in a desperate rush.
Just as they burst through the entrance of the community, they felt a clear surge of Star Energy Fluctuation.
Xu Shiyun squeezed through the crowd. Members of the Tianjian Bureau had formed a circle, staring blankly at Wang Lan, who stood ramrod straight, gazing slightly upward at the sky with an air of lonely invincibility.
Spiritual Power transformed into a swirling vortex of wind, slowly rotating around Wang Lan.
Beneath his feet lay the corpse of a half-Demon—the kind missing its head.
"Xu Shiyun, what's the situation? Did it get away?" Zeng Xiaomo's figure flashed, instantly appearing beside Xu Shiyun.
"Don't ask me, I don't know... I just got here and saw this monster breaking through... Breaking through mid-combat? Damn it... Is this some kind of novel?"
Xu Shiyun was doubting his very existence.
