"I thought you were gonna die."
Xue grumbled from the seventh floor, her voice sounding angry and devastated.
Tyler coughed out some blood and fell to the ground.
At the same time, four distinct lights shone towards the sky from four directions.
"It seems like the job is done."
Tyler chuckled as he used the remaining yang mana to heal his injuries. He had suffered a lot of internal injuries.
"That was a dangerous move. If you didn't have that weird control over your techniques, you would've destroyed your body."
Xue solemnly spoke.
"But I don't understand something. When did you practice merging those four types of mana at once?"
"Never!"
Tyler replied without much hesitation.
His gaze crossed several kilometers into the sky as he saw a figure waiting there.
Even from this distance, he could feel the malice in that person.
Despite this, he showed no worries and used his yang mana carelessly. Even when the surroundings no longer had any spiritual energy.
