Han Li gazed intently for a moment, his brow slightly raised. With a "puchi" sound, a wisp of Silver Flame suddenly emerged from his fingertip, enveloping the small wisp of green gas.
No matter how fiercely the silver flame burned, the green gas remained unchanged, staying on the fingertip without any movement, as if it was completely unaffected.
Han Li's expression changed slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, the silver flame disappeared without a trace. Then, with a bend and a flick, the green gas instantly transformed into a ray of green light, shooting out and penetrating through the light curtain on the wall with a flash, appearing as an unstoppable force.
Seeing this, Han Li was slightly taken aback.
Just intending to flick this nameless green gas away from his body, he found that with just a little use of mana, it exhibited such terrifying power.
