No, it was not a glass wall. More accurately, it was a completely transparent Cotton Wall.
The ordinary citizens who slammed into it did not end up bruised and battered. Instead, they felt an incomparably gentle buffering force pass through their bodies and transmit itself to the citizens behind them.
Originally, if such a huge crowd crashed into something and came to an abrupt stop, the people in the rear would surely be unable to brake in time and would collide with those in front, sending everyone sprawling in a chaotic heap.
Yet, cushioned by this gentle force, everyone miraculously stopped at the same time and stood firmly where they were.
The only consequence was that the ordinary citizens, who had just been packed tightly together and fleeing in panic, were now divided into two groups, front and back.
Between the two groups lay an open stretch more than twenty or thirty meters long.
As the two groups of citizens stared at one another across the empty space, Meng Chao, hidden among the crowd, lightly stamped the ground again and sent a faint strand of Spiritual Energy through the earth toward the foundations of the building beside them.
That strand of Spiritual Energy was like living lightning as it surged into the Spiritual Energy transmission pipes between the third and fifth floors of the building.
Spiritual Energy of differing properties rubbed against one another at ultra-high speeds, forming one extremely dangerous vortex after another. With Meng Chao fanning the flames, they finally broke through the Critical Point.
Specks of Spark appeared deep within the Spiritual Energy transmission pipes and spread with the speed of wind and lightning, instantly turning into a hissing fire serpent.
The fire serpent danced wildly, bored out of the pipes, and detonated the flammable and explosive