Yi Chen leaned lazily against the windowsill, smiling. "Revenge? We humans don't have so many rules. If you want revenge, just attack our headquarters. We humans aren't afraid of your Demon Dragon Race... Hmm, I need to visit the Church now. Help me tell them I'll pay them a personal visit in three days."
Yi Chen swung his arms, and black fireballs rained down like meteors throughout the room. Then, with a faint crack, the entire ceiling collapsed.
Yi Chen stepped effortlessly into empty air, and his body abruptly vanished.
The burly man stared blankly at the wreckage of the room, muttering to himself, "Three days? Three days? What should I do? What should I do?"
Yi Chen rushed out of the city and raced toward the mountains to the west, following the burly man's directions. He wanted to find out just what this demon dragon organization was.
Yi Chen moved with astonishing speed, covering hundreds of kilometers in the blink of an eye. In the distance, he saw a mountain soaring into the clouds, standing on a plain surrounded by a ring of dense forest. A small river wound around its waist, with a few little boats occasionally visible drifting on the water.
Yi Chen kicked a tree hard with the tip of his foot and shot forward, his fists striking its branches and leaves in a furious barrage. The force of his punches traveled down the trunk, shattering it amid a series of explosive cracks. By then, he had landed atop the crown of a large tree. With a slight push of his legs, he sprang up, hurtling straight toward the summit like an arrow.
With a sharp crack, Yi Chen's right knee broke through a thin barrier. A burst of golden light suddenly flared, halting his movement.