As time passed, Chen Yu's rage gradually cooled due to continuous venting. His transparent arms disappeared, and his blood-red pupils returned to a pale white. Standing at a high point on the eastern city wall, he looked out at the smoke-filled Crane City, his rationality returning.

Approximately seventy percent of Henghui Group's industries had been destroyed. The remaining thirty percent were intact. This was not only because Chen Yu's anger was no longer sufficient to support his continued destruction, but also because of the workers who were still working overtime.

'After today, those Extraordinary Beings behind the scenes must hate me to death...' Chen Yu thought, expressionless.

Without a doubt, the chaos he had caused today was bound to bring trouble. But he had no regrets.