Black clouds pressed down on the city, and bats circled about to form a black whirlwind, madly racing towards Xu Yangyi.

Screeeeeech! In flight, each bat was wreathed in ghastly green fire. Their frantic shrieks assailed Xu Yangyi’s eardrums. Wherever they passed, even the air began to burn.

He took a deep breath. Without hesitation, the manifestation of a white tiger appeared behind him and snarled. The muscles of his left and right hands sharply swelled, and streaks of white light instantly flickered.

BOOM! The fire bats came down the street like zombies, sweeping the areas they wandered until only desolace remained. The river of intertwining black, green, and red encroached by 200 to 300 meters in a flash. Xu Yangyi was in the heart of the raging cyclone.

His right foot stepped back. His face was terribly grave. This wasn’t a high Marquis, or even a quasi Grand Duke that went so far as to possess a shred of Core Formation might. This was a Throneless Grand Duke personally taking action, one who had steeled his heart not to let him go.

Right now, he could only fight with his back against the wall!

In his body, the Voidspirit Immortal Physique’s massive vortex slowly turned. In the next second, white light shimmered in the space...