Zhao Bolao hurriedly sprang back in retreat upon seeing this, and at the same time, he thrust his spear forward in a rapidfire fashion to unleash a barrage of spear projections.

The surrounding air temperature instantly plummeted as a flurry of snowflakes converged to form a frosty vortex that swept directly toward Han Li.

However, Han Li displayed no intention of stopping as he charged directly forward while plunging his glowing arm straight into the glacial vortex.

A loud thump rang out as the frosty vortex exploded, and Han Li passed straight through it.

Before Zhao Bolao had a chance to adopt any further defensive measures, Han Li's fist had already struck him on the chest, but it was as if his fist had struck a ball of cotton, and it passed straight through Zhao Bolao's chest.

In the next instant, a huge hole was blown into Zhao Bolao's chest, and large volumes of water came gushing out of it.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly as he attempted to withdraw his arm, but the water flowing out of Zhao Bolao's chest instantly...