Chapter 141: Severing Ties

"What is that? Magic?" Grady Gromme stared, horrified, at the puddle of molten iron in the middle of the road, unable to fathom how the flame flickering in Levi Casson's palm had come to be. Levi knew True Martial Arts, but Grady didn't even know that cultivation existed in this world. In Cloude City, the guardrails running down the center of the streets were made of steel: rigid, durable, able to withstand heavy impacts and high winds. You'd need at least 1,500 degrees to melt one-and you couldn't...