"Crackle...!"
For some reason, the sparks flickering between the wings of light stretching toward the sky had begun to weaken, making the wings themselves grow hazy like mist.
The chilling pale radiance surrounding Kazari Hiyuka, who hung there like a broken doll, also seemed to have started dimming. The terrifying aura that had been continuously expanding stopped pouring forth and gradually receded.
Yet this phenomenon did not draw Fang Li's attention.
His attention had been completely seized by the figure that had appeared before him.
The dust hanging in the air slowly dispersed, revealing what lay within.
There was a crater, as though it had been violently stomped in and slightly sunken.
The crater was not large, its radius not even reaching two meters.
However, it had not been created by an attack. It had appeared merely because someone had landed there.
One could imagine the kind of strength possessed by whoever had caused such a sight.
And the one responsible for it all was a man standing in that crater.
He wore a white short-sleeved shirt over a blue tank top, along with thin, breathable-looking pants. He appeared to be the athletic type, with white skin, brown hair, and an unyielding air like steel.
As Fang Li looked at the man, a trace of icy blue flickered through his eyes.
The man was looking at Fang Li as well. His sharply defined, handsome face showed no hint of tension as he stared steadily at him. Only after a while did he shift his gaze toward Frontier Wind, who lay at Fang Li's feet.
"Looks like Wind's invasion failed."
The man's voice rang out.
It was an exceptionally powerful voice, one that suited his appearance perfectly.
The sheer strength in that voice alone conveyed his mystery and power.
Yet Fang