Wei Tianyang rushed forward and reached out to touch Yaha.
At that moment, the shaking of the house grew more violent, and then, to his astonishment, it flipped 90 degrees. Wei Tianyang fell towards the corridor, thrusting out the Bone Knife and embedding it into the floor, securing himself in mid-air.
Looking up, the white whale had already moved away from the window, while Yaha had turned into a mass of grey fog. There was a loud bang as the window shattered, and a surge of putrid, hot air burst in. The white whale had turned around, opened its massive mouth, and was swimming towards the black house.
Wei Tianyang's left foot kicked against the floor, his skin gradually hardening. Then, with a powerful push, he shot upwards like a bullet, piercing through the grey fog, breaking through the window, and plunging into the gaping maw of the white whale.
