Following the momentum, he spun around in mid-air and viciously threw the sedan bearer towards the Jile Treasure Pavilion.
"A grain of rice also shines bright!?"
From inside the Jile Treasure Pavilion, the indistinguishable voice of the Heavenly Gate Master was heard, followed by the fluttering of curtains.
A surge of invisible Inner Strength burst out instantly.
The bearer, struck in mid-air, paused briefly in agony, his body suddenly exploding into pieces.
Blood burst forth, carrying Inner Strength, raining down like droplets towards Yang Yizhi.
"Hmph!"
In mid-air, Yang Yizhi snorted coldly, his body suddenly trembled without any gesture, simply pressing down with one palm, causing the flying blood to abruptly freeze in mid-air, unable to move.
He then extended his arm, leading the blood like beads on a string, swift as arrows released from a bow, directly towards the Jile Treasure Pavilion.
