New York seemed especially noisy tonight. Starting from Broadway at 121st Street, Harlem in Manhattan was filled with enormous crashes and explosions.
The crowds surged, constantly sprinting away. Cries and screams filled the entire street as flames flew in every direction. Every so often, a car came sailing through the air and smashed into a nearby high-rise, reducing it to rubble.
Everyone was scrambling to flee outside, except for a small figure walking from a nearby street toward the center of the explosion. "This looks a little dangerous! Let me think... It's only 2007 right now. What's going on this time?"
A black-haired, black-eyed Asian boy casually pulled out a metal mask and covered his face with it. "Forget it. I'll deal with this quickly. I still have to hurry back and cultivate."
He had barely taken a few steps when a mangled human body fell from the sky and slammed into Liu Chong's path. Multicolored organs mixed with bright-red blood instantly soaked the tops of Liu Chong's shoes, while plenty of scraps of flesh splattered onto his clothes.
The intensely shocking sight made Liu Chong shudder violently. The confidence that had filled his eyes wavered as he stared at the bloody mass that could no longer be recognized as human.
"Whoa..." He braced one hand against the wall of a nearby shop and vomited.
He dry-heaved several times but couldn't bring anything up, because Liu Chong's stomach had never stored any food. Anything that entered his stomach quickly vanished, and all the energy surged into his brain.
He took off his jacket and covered the person on the ground with it. His hands trembled nonstop as his footsteps suddenly quickened and he rushed forward.
After crossing the final street, he had barely poked his head out when a car