He raised his hand with a wave, and a door at the end of the second floor immediately opened automatically.
The two of them stepped inside, and at a glance, saw a young figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the room, with his back to them.
"What a kid, still able to sit..."
Lumian's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he snorted coldly. Torrential spiritual power surged from him, and just as he was about to act, someone moved faster than him.
"Whoosh—"
A deep purple spell light ball, accompanied by a terrifying energy suppression, roared towards the figure sitting in the room, causing a continuous string of air explosions along its path.
The young figure sitting on the ground felt the intense danger, leapt up from the ground, but in the next moment was precisely hit by the energy light ball.
"Boom—"