Just like back then, just like in the memories of Yue Qianfeng.
Li Guanyi gently closed his eyes, as if he merged with that heroic brother Yue from his memories, and he seemed to see the young version of himself, his mind at peace.
He turned around and twisted his waist.
Clenched his fist.
Boom!!!
Amidst the countless raindrops instantly vaporizing into mist like clouds, intense flames suddenly exploded between Li Guanyi's fingers, roaring flames occupying the small hill outside the city of Aqini.
It also broke through his memories.
Soon after, it transformed into a roaring crimson Divine Dragon before the Nine-colored Divine Deer.
The summit of the barren mountain, along with those gnarled dead trees and scattered boulders
In an instant, turned to dust!
