The thunder gradually dissipated.
The air still carried a thick, scorched smell.
The scattered waterspouts turned into a torrential downpour, relentlessly washing over the burning rocks and shattered earth.
"Splash—"
White steam billowed from the scorching rocks as they met the water, while the rolling thunderclouds high above gradually calmed.
Meanwhile, the mask on the figure standing amid the ruins began to crack bit by bit.
"Crack..."
Fine fractures continued to spread. The next second—
"Whoosh—!"
The entire mask instantly turned to ash and was completely blown away by the sea breeze, revealing a familiar face.
High in the sky.
The moment Ze Yi saw that lightning, he had already formed a guess.
Yet when that face truly appeared, his pupils still contracted sharply!
"Uncle Rock?!"
Without any hesitation.
"Whoosh!"
He shot down from the sky in an instant!
His feet landed firmly on the shattered ground.
"Uncle Rock!!!"
His voice carried barely restrained delight.
Rock turned his head and looked at the purple-haired young man before him, who was even taller than he was.
His gaze grew slightly unfocused, as though he had seen the brat who used to follow behind Zephyr, clamoring to become a Marine.
"Long time no see~"
Rock raised a hand and gestured at him.
"You've grown this big already."
"You're almost as tall as your father now."
Ze Yi immediately looked a little embarrassed. The cold, murderous air he had displayed during the battle vanished in an instant.
He scratched the back of his head and smiled. "Must be hereditary~"
Zephyr had always stood at three meters and eighty-four centimeters tall, and Ze Yi was clearly gradually growing in that direction as well.
His broad shoulders and powerful muscles gave off an oppressive presence even when he simply stood there.
Rock looked him up