Xia Ruofei's eyes revealed a trace of madness. He mobilized the little Yuan Qi remaining in his dantian and roared, "Break the fuck open!"
The Yuan Qi surged frantically through his meridians toward his hands. At the same time, he pushed the invisible force of space to its maximum.
A faint CRACK echoed from his palms—his metacarpal bones were fracturing. However, he completely ignored the damage. With a crazed expression, he pressed down recklessly.
Finally, the sphere of light could no longer bear the burden. With a soft POP, it completely dissipated.
The resistance beneath his hands vanished instantly. Still pushing down with all his might, Xia Ruofei stumbled forward, feeling like he had missed a step on a staircase. His reflexes were quick, and he immediately braced his hands against the stone platform.
