Wang Yanyi's eyes burned with a strange fire.

He peered at the neatly arranged remains and sighed.

"So, the Rain Clan had succeeded in delaying me, eh?"

He turned his gaze towards the silver-outlined portal. The door was slightly ajar inwards with milk-white divine lights glowing in gentle undulations like liquid.

"The Central Sky Gate," he murmured.

"So, it's open nevertheless."

Wang Yanyi stepped ...