Feng Jun did not dare look at Ye Qingyi for long. After just a second, he exited ChatChat, narrowly dodging the Innate Expert's palm strike, then immediately exited the Cultivation Space again.
Back in the real world, he lit the detonator. As it was about to burn down, he entered the Cultivation Space once more.
He viciously hurled the explosive pack in his hand at the Innate Expert in midair, then entered ChatChat again.
Originally, he had considered buying a blast shield or something and hiding behind it. But on second thought, two kilograms of TNT was no joke. Better to avoid this explosion altogether.
In ChatChat's camera feed, Little Ye was still resting her chin on her hands, staring blankly into space.
After staying another two seconds, Feng Jun exited ChatChat again. The instant he appeared in the Cultivation Space, he felt the ground beneath his feet tremble, and the echoes of the explosion rang in his ears.
He had no time to look at anyone else. His eyes locked onto the Innate Expert in the air, only to find the man being flung away by the blast wave.
In Lord Luo's eyes, his opponent had vanished for only an instant. When he reappeared, there was already some strange object in his hand, which he threw toward him.
That was definitely no good thing. He judged it in an instant, and his first reaction was: should he run?
Yet although he wanted to flee, he had spent too long in the mortal world. As an Innate Expert, he was used to standing above others. Even knowing his opponent was not to be trifled with, he could not completely cast aside his pride. If others saw him fleeing for his life, where would his dignity be?
He hesitated for only