A flaming spear appeared in Qingyi's hands.
Its heat dominated everything around it, causing the water beneath his feet to instantly begin boiling.
After a brief moment, he hurled it toward the horizon, keeping his gaze fixed on it as it broke the speed of sound.
In the next moment, the bright stars in his purple pupils seemed to spin, and the space in front of the spear distorted violently, swallowing it completely.
Immediately, Qingyi felt the heat surge past his face.
He raised a single hand, grabbing the spear with his open palm. A soft grunt escaped his lips as the weapon exploded in his hand.
It was simply wonderful.
With a satisfied sigh, Qingyi threw two more spears in succession.
He activated a cheap space-blocking talisman he had purchased from the system store. An invisible barrier spread out, forming around him.
Shaping his spatial Qi like a sharp blade, he attacked, moving his draconic Qi through his eyes to analyze the structure.
