The colossal force carried the dry-thin man's body along with the shadows surrounding him, directly towards a nearby half-collapsed old building.
With a booming roar, the man's body smashed through the half-collapsed structure, bringing down a spray of cement bricks like raindrops, crashing into the old cement ground behind the building.
The ground, mixed with goose egg stones and weeds, shattered instantly, creating a 'flower' of dust and rocks as if a stone had been thrown into a pond, while also leaving a deep pit on the surface.
At this time, He Ao also lifted his feet, following the direction in which the dry-thin man had flown, stepping forward.
"How could this happen..."
As the dust and cement from the scattered debris began to clear in the night breeze, the dry-thin man, who had fallen into the pit, wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled out of the pit he had made. He looked up towards the building ahead.