C307 (2/2)
The power of fire was at the middle stage of the Xuan grade. Even a martial artist at the fifth stage of the mortal realm would be injured and affected by it, let alone a fourth stage mortal.
With the strength of the power of thunder that Ling Yan currently grasped, it was easy for him to paralyze two Fourth Stage mortal martial artists in an instant, unless they were prepared and used their true essence to protect their entire bodies.
However, looking at how absent-minded the two of them were, it was likely that they did not notice Ling Yan's arrival.
Ling Yan's complexion was indifferent. He flicked his finger and two tiny bolts of yellow thunder instantly sunk into the ground. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the end of the passage. They directly drilled into the bodies of the two black-clothed martial artists like poisonous snakes.
The two black-clothed martial artists immediately gave a stuffy cough. Their bodies stiffened and their eyelids rolled up, about to fall to the ground.
Ling Yan's black eyes flashed, and he activated Thunder Flash. His figure flashed like lightning and arrived beside the two black-clothed martial artists, gently stopping them from fainting. He then placed them on the ground, his movements as smooth as flowing water, silent and noiseless.
Done!
Ling Yan stood still for a few seconds. After the surroundings did not move, he let out a sigh of relief.
Raising his head, he saw that at the end of the corner, there was a room with a door that was clearly thicker than the other rooms. The door was made of an unknown material, and even in the dark night, there was still a glimmer of black light.
On top of this layer of black light, there seemed to be a layer of faint blue light.
Ling Yan thought to himself, this should be the sound barrier that Fu Zhu had set up. On the left side of the door, about five feet from the ground, there was a square frame that was slightly larger than the palm of his hand.
Without giving it much thought, Ling Yan slowly walked over …