“Spit! Spit! Spit!”0

At a desert, Ye Qing crawled out of a patch of sand while spitting out the sand inside his mouth. He looked dazed and confused.0

It was because of Li Hentian’s finger flick and the golden light currently stuck inside his head.0

After Li Hentian had flicked him in the forehead, he had somehow crashed out of the Death Sea and fell from the sky. The next thing he knew, he had landed head first on sand.1

With his strength, it shouldn’t have been too big of a problem for him to arrest himself or, at the very least, achieve a less awkward landing. However, Li Hentian’s finger flick hadn’t just blasted him out of the Demonbearer Abode and the Death Sea, but also stole his attention and his breath away. It was because it contained the greatest power he had ever seen in his life. If Li Hentian wanted to, he could’ve annihilated him in one finger.0

The skill behind the “simple” gesture was also...0