*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!*
Ye Han’s expression shifted instantly. He swiftly activated the Tai Chi Wind-Travel Steps, his figure darting through the void like a ghost, leaving behind a trail of black afterimages in the high sky.
Behind him, a magma fireball slammed into a floating island with a thunderous *bang*, shattering it into countless flaming fragments that plummeted downward.
Chapter 114