The tremors had not subsided for a long time.
But Chen Lusi was the first to land.
The bet was established, the contract was established.
The Yellow Springs bore witness.
As his head exploded, there was no doubt that Yifudian lost.
At the moment Chen Lusi landed.
In mid-air.
Yifudian's 'corpse' followed and fell.
With a thud.
Accompanied by a dull sound.
The fog, which had been dispersed, regrouped and began to gather where Yifudian was, as if it was being stripped of something.
Meanwhile, Chen Lusi's blood boiled, still not calming down at this moment.
He was still burning with anger.
That inexplicable fury drove him forward again, ignoring Tai'e, and once more raised his hand toward where Yifudian was.
Clenching his fist.
Countless white glows like ribbons floated, appearing once again on his fist.
Then.
The floating fringe-like white glow tightened, transforming into thin lines coiled around his arm.
