As though having his heart gripped by a pair of large invisible hands, Zhang Lisheng, who was sitting on a bed that was shaking with the Earth's vibration, started to have an unprecedented ominous premonition. With a sharp change in his expression, he stood up and abruptly made a tearing action with his hands as the solid ground in the bark house slowly cracked open.
At once, a gush of strong wind appeared in the air and swirled around the Wizard Li god's body before spreading out in a rotation. It tore the four walls and the roof of the treehouses apart and revealed the sky and ground that had abruptly become dark.
Looking up at the sky at the only god-knows-how-thick clouds that were constantly rolling in the air, the Wizard Li God took a deep breath and stretched his hands straight on both sides of his body. Then, he slowly made a downward swing and close motion.