The tiny building and the Teleportation Array had now become the last straw that could save Ye Jingcheng's life.
He knew that with a Spirit Transformation Demon Saint watching him, while Divine Lord Zhengyuan was being held back at the cost of his life, only death awaited him.
A distance of nearly a thousand zhang would once have taken Ye Jingcheng less than a breath to cross, yet at this moment, it felt as though an entire world lay between them—so distant, so unreachable. The Star Illusion Eye in his gaze had been pushed to its limit.
He saw faint blue spiritual radiance spreading around him, melding into tiny arcs of lightning. Those arcs gradually expanded, growing exceptionally violent, as if he had entered a thundercloud.
At that moment, scenes kept surfacing in his mind.
There was the Ye Family leaving the Central Region, the Beast Spirit Sect and Qinghe Sect slaughtering the Ye Family's mortals; Ye Haisheng stealing the Chen Whale Jade for him, only to meet a miserable death; and even the hazy illusion of his wife and children coming to harm.
He knew perfectly well that all of it was false, yet he could not stop the anger from rising within him. That rage washed over his reason like surging tides, wave after wave.
The next moment, Ye Jingcheng sensed streams of lightning-attributed true essence silently appearing inside his body.
They seemed ready to explode within him.
"Get out of here!" Ye Jingcheng shouted. He knew he had fallen into another Divine Domain, and this one possessed a trait similar to the Crimson Flame Fox's Purple Fire Heart Flame—where there was fury in the heart, startling thunder would arise!
He knew that if he did not purge that anger, profound lightning would burst throughout his body, and