The interior of the dilapidated temple hall was pitch-black and permeated by baleful, bloody mist.

That flash of light was pale and piercing.

There was only one word to describe it: quick!

It flew through the air, silently, and without a trace, headed straight toward Su Yi’s forehead. That terrifying white light burst with terrifying destructive power, shattering Su Yi’s tall, upright figure.

Bang!

But when Su Yi’s figure burst apart, there was no spray of blood. Instead, he popped like a soap bubble, then silently disappeared.

“Ee?” An exclamation resounded from the depths of the darkness.

And then——

There was a burst of dazzling golden light, like a circle of flame spreading through the interior of the dilapidated hall.

Boom!

The bloody, baleful mists dispersed without a trace.

Earlier, the hall had been so dark that those standing inside it couldn’t see their own hands, not even if they held them right in front of their face. But now, golden flames illuminated the interior, and it was as bright as at midday.

A young man in blue stood where the light was brightest, one hand behind his...