How could he be knocked flying by someone?
And he was actually knocked flying by someone!
How could it possible?
The bewilderment and anger in Kou Qingtong's eyes turned into a wild fire and started burning fiercely.
He let out a howl that sounded like a wild animal and jumped up from the ground. He flew back to the royal palace by pushing his feet against the stone wall of the Yintian Gate.
The pebbles and dusts in the straight ditch had also risen up along with a loud noise.
The Yintian Gate was collapsing slowly while making cracking sounds; the patch of cloud and fog had drifted up to the sky.
Kou Qingtong came back more quickly than he had left.
He reached out his right hand to grab at the air, pulled down a piece of morning sunlight and hacked it downwards after turning it into a flash of bloody light.