Master’s Dying Flash?

Yu Shangrong became even more curious. He moved closer. He landed on the roof as light as a feather. He was cautious and withdrew his aura completely. He looked at the billowing faint blue light, puzzled. He had never seen anything like this before. It felt somewhat like the barrier's power, but it was not. The spots of light began to drift to the horizons, and despite himself, he reached out as to catch them with his hand.

All of a sudden, a deep voice rang along with the spot of lights, "Who's there?!"

The blue fireflies instantly condensed into energy and merged with the sound wave as it surged upward.

Although Yu Shangrong had been caught off guard, an elite like him could instinctively conjure up a protective energy. As soon as he felt a threat approaching, his protective energy was automatically activated.

Bam!

"Hm?" Yu Shangrong frowned slightly as he tried hitting it with his hands before retreating on air.

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Inside the room…